#he is so so small. i wish to study him like an insect

[marty--party]

merry chrastmis everyone now OBSERVE HIM

[talshiargirlfriend]

I wish you would write a fic with T'Pol's first attempt at making Trip a pecan pie for his birthday. ;)

I hope you enjoy this birthday treat!

T’Pol had researched and studied carefully, for this was an important assignment. She had compared recipes and watched instructional videos and enlisted Ensign Sato’s bartering skills (to obtain the necessary quantity of bourbon) and even risked the notoriously temperamental Chef’s capricious wrath by entering the kitchen. 

Her task complete, she inspected the results: one large pecan pie to be shared with friends following a dinner to celebrate Trip’s birthday, and one miniature version she intended to deliver personally to the man of honor. 

The small repaired tears in the crust did not detract significantly from the overall appearance of the dessert. The halved pecans on the surfaces were arranged neatly in symmetrical patterns. The color was pleasing, and the sweet aroma promised an appealing flavor. T’Pol determined it to be a satisfactory physical product. 

Chef had praised her efforts as “nice - passable for a first try” before telling her to get the hell out of his kitchen. 

The time for the true evaluation of her work was approaching. 

Physical and chemical reactions, ratios, melting points, things that could be measured and quantified, she understood well. 

Human social behavior? That remained an enigma. It was far more ambiguous, especially around mating. 

T’Pol had only herself to blame for being so thoroughly immersed in this world of emotion and nuance, and now she simply must navigate it to the best of her abilities. On reflection, perhaps she should also blame Trip. She suspected he would like that. 

With the tiny pastry and a single fork concealed in a lidded container, she approached Trip’s door.

Apprehension and doubt rose up like tiny biting insects to be swatted away. T’Pol blinked as she reached for the chime. That analogy certainly belonged to her human mate. 

“Come in!” Trip called through the door.

“Happy birthday,” she greeted him.

“It is now,” he smiled warmly as he raised his first two fingers to brush against hers. “I missed you at the movie last night.” 

“I’m sorry, but as I told you an important project required my attention.”

“It’s fine, you don’t have to be sorry. It’s just more fun when you’re there. You know I like hearing your questions and observations.” He also liked teasing her and attempting to coax her into eating popcorn from his hands.

“Whatcha got there?” he cocked his head toward the small container she carried.

“It is a gift for you,” she explained as she placed it on the desk and lifted the lid. 

Trip leaned down and inhaled deeply. “Oh, that smells good! What kind of equipment upgrades did you have to bribe Chef with to get me my own little birthday pie? It’s so cute.” 

“I may have promised to mention the power supply to the auxiliary stasis units. He does not like sharing his kitchen.” T’Pol handed Trip the fork with an amused glance. 

He had lifted the first bite halfway to his mouth when he paused and looked at her with a hint of a frown. “Wait. Did you-? You made this?”

She nodded, “That’s correct.”

“I didn't know you liked baking.” His eyes roamed her face as if searching for something. 

“I have never attempted it before. It was not disagreeable.”

“High praise,” he teased, but he set the fork down and was blinking back some emotion. 

Vulcans do not get nervous, but T’Pol was slightly concerned that she had misread the situation. She had been so certain that something made with care and attention by her own hands, however inexpertly, would be seen as indicative of the care and devotion she felt toward him. Perhaps something else would have been a more appropriate gift. This was the first occasion they’d had to mark since agreeing to share a romantic relationship, and his guidance had been simply a whispered “surprise me.”

“Trip?”

“Sorry. Didn't mean to get all emotional on you.”

“Your emotions do not offend me,” she said softly.

”That’s good ‘cause I’m full of ‘em right now,” he huffed. 

“All those extra ‘lab hours’ this week - I bet you looked real cute with flour on the tip of your nose.”

T’Pol glared at him without any heat behind it. 

He took her hand and rubbed his thumb over it gently, “And I bet you hated getting it under your fingernails.”

She tilted her head in acknowledgment. 

He looked at her seriously for a moment. “Thank you, T’Pol. I love you, too.”

Now it was her turn to blink rapidly as his affection and understanding filled her with warmth, like the first sip of tea on a cold morning. 

“I shoulda known you made this. I've never seen more perfectly spaced pecans in my entire life! Did you use a laser level?” She realized he was teasing her to allow the more overwhelming emotions to settle over them both. Her appreciation of him and the subtle ways he managed his feelings and hers only grew.  

“Perhaps you should actually taste it before thanking me,” she suggested.

He grinned and took a bite at last. “No, you’re right, I rescind my thanks. This is terrible.” 

He smirked at her around his second forkful. “Here, see for yourself,” he offered her the next bite. 

T’Pol found it pleasingly complex but slightly too sweet. 

“You open to constructive criticism?” he asked.

She had no plans to bake again in the near future, but she nodded just to hear his thoughts. 

“Maybe take it out of the oven a little sooner next time, so it doesn't set quite so firmly.” His gaze traveled over her body and became what could only be described as lascivious. “I like it with a little jiggle.” He licked his lips, looking very pleased with himself. 

“If I describe to you how I would ‘like it’, we will be late for dinner,” she responded in kind.

“I can’t believe you said that!” His mouth dropped open and he plunked the fork back down and laughed helplessly.

“You may consider it another birthday surprise if you wish.” It was very gratifying to provoke such joy in him. 

Once his laughter subsided, Trip leaned in close and planted a kiss on her jaw. “I say it’s worth the risk. Tell me how you’d like it,” he breathed against her ear. 

They were late for dinner. 

[chaoticcreatorgardendean]

The peaceful black night sky was covered with hundreds of gleaming stars,and a single point of light was moving quickly between them. At first it looked like a dot, no bigger than any other star,but then it seemed to grow larger as it moved closer and closer towards the Earth. It picked up speed as it disappeared behind the moon,flew out from the other side and then plunged into the atmosphere.

It left a long trail of smoke behind as it hurtled across the sky,down to the planet's surface.

It screeched loudly past a snow-covered mountain and a dark green forest,lightning up the trees as it went. It flew lower before landing in a deafening boom. Trees were thrown aside and the object carved a long,muddy trench into the ground as it shuddered to a halt landing on a remote part of the northern United States.

The object in question was sleek and metallic, and it smoked gently in the cold air of the night. It had landed a long way from any towns,so there was no one around to hear the low hum of what sounded like a engine deep inside. There was no one around to hear the whirring of a small ramp descending from the base of the ship to the forest floor. And there was no one around to hear the tip-tap of metal feet as something nasty scuttled down the ramp and disappeared into the night... The silhouette stopped for a moment to gaze at the sight of this brand new world she has just arrived in.

"Ah,a brand new place,how perfect... An opportunity to prowl in the wild again, what more could a lady of my caliber ask?". The silhouette whispered in delight,as she walked near two trees,sheathed her blades and grazed them onto the tree trunks to verify their sharpness, satisfied to see them leaving marks,she then proceeded to walk deeper into the woods with one clear motive on her mind.

The next day, Arcee, Jack and Edelgard who was above a tree whereas the duo were walking through the forest,unware of the events of the previous evening. The air was chilly, drafty and thick with bugs.

Jack Darby was a fifteen-year-old boy with slick black hair and a friendly face. A few months ago he'd been just a regular kid with a part-time job in a drive-thru restaurant. Then one day he had sat on what he thought was a regular motorbike, only to discover it was actually an Autobot disguised in vehicle mode. Since that day he had been on many adventures with Arcee, but he still felt like he was being treated as someone who needed to be protected rather than as a partner. He wanted to be thought of as a real member of their team!

So when Arcee had asked Jack to come on a 'routine recon' mission, he'd jumped at the chance. Now, as he swatted at several mosquitoes, he was starting to regret it.

"I really wish I'd packed some insect repellent," he complained as he was swatting the noisy bug left and right trying to squash it.

Arcee didn't react. She was walking a short distance ahead, pushing on through the undergrowth of the forest with a determined look on her face. Jack caught up with her as she stopped to check her hand-held scanner. She was using it to search for Energon, the blue crystals of fuel that she and her Autobot friends used as a power source, lifeblood and main source of nutrition. She studied the scanner for a moment with her shining blue and pink optics, before carrying onwards.

Jack squished yet another mosquito onto his forearm and followed. "The mosquitoes out here are the size of vampire bats, and they drink just about as much blood!" 

Panting as he kept trying to hit the blood draining bug, Edelgard above them just shook her head in annoyance due to his lack of complaints and refusal to practice adaptation in this forestial territory, she then shifted her focus into gazing ahead on the environment.

Arcee looked down at him." You're quite the outdoors man kind of guy, aren't you, Jack?" she said with a smile.

"You wouldn't be making fun of my survival kit, would you?"Jack shot back jokingly.

"Maybe" Arcee teased back in a similar tone, as she tilted her head and shrugged with her index and middle digits, her amusing smile never leaving her mouthplate.

"I may not have sting-proof metal skin, but I can use my multi-function pocket knife and fire-starter to cook up some freeze-dried macaroni and cheese." Jack patted his Black Fanny bag proudly, and then unziped it to get a specific item he meant to show to his guardian, he held out his pocket knife for Arcee to look at, spreading it open to show the various tools it contained.She looked unimpressed though,before she could answer him, a voice from above cut her off.

"About high time you stopped frining, Johnny Complaints, if you can come up with a loads of narking and moaning like that you must be fine, because everything after mosquito is blah,blah, blah"  Edelgard responded having enough of his whining over a mosquito as the duo looked a said girl who was leaning against the tree wearing her hooded black coat.

"Need I remind you that before people had technology they were Tribesfolk? Yet, despite the lack of contraptions, they made it through just fine even without machinery, for they compensated it with blood, sweat and tears that have been shown in their rigorous daily training that developed their skills, perceptions, innovation and adaptation for survival in a savage world, if you can not handle a feeble mosquito then you have no chance at all in these woods , unlike Buck from Call of The Wild" Edelgard finished her statement in a matter of factly manner, as she had enough to see people going soft because of never learning to leave their comfort zone. 

Edelgard was a mysterious girl that Jack accidentally met the very same day he met Arcee in her motorcycle form, he bumped into her trying to get away from the chasing Vehicons and Arcee herself after she threatened him to not reveal that she can talk and drive on her own, ever since that she has resented him for involving her into a warfare between two faction from the same species that could possibly make her life nothing short of constraints and danger, she never shown once a sign of friendliness or trust toward him and the others, which made it difficult for them to guess what she will do next, but has come aware about two things about her... That she had powers, and that she was amnesiac to the point of remembering one thing... Her name and last name which said last name she never told anyone except two, but those two were outside of that circle in which she wished she get out of it.

She also warned the quartet of Jack, Miko, Raf and Sierra that if the Autobots knew about her two secrets she will cut off their tongues, so they decided to comply, until Miko accidentally let the cat out of the bag about her secrets ,which made her ten times more guarded than before refusing to say anything about herself and often giving everyone the cold shoulder, but deep down he knew she wasn't like that.

He had witnessed time and again how despite being indifferent to everyone she protected them, he recalled when one of Soundwave's tentacles was about to swing an ax on them, she stepped in and saved them resulting her in being thrusted harshly to a wall, helping them patch the Autobots from their Scraplet injuries and the defrost process of Optimus and Arcee, her taking a risk by saving a Scraplet from being blasted after seeing that it has been reprogramed into not feeding on living Cybertronians, only metal alloys that meet his consumption requirements, trying to save Miko from being crushed by Makeshift whom she suspected that he was posing for Wheeljack, but unfortunately got caught with her, yet managed to hatch a plan to save them both, fighting MECH operatives to protect the DINGUS, trying to stop a Locomotive by herself, going on her own to back Bulkhead during his solo attempt to retrieve the Energon Harvestor and recently but most shockingly managing to tame a Predacon that was hiding in the Omega One Outpost which was secretly consuming Energon without the Autobots notice until they figured out who is the real culprit, these exploits alone have shown Jack that Edelgard was capable of courage, ingenuity, kindness, cooperation and compassion, yet only regresses herself never giving away a single personal detail of her life, for the only thing that would come out of her mouth is either a sassy, snarky and sharply witty remarks and sarcastic bits or a straight talk hard truth that no one can argue about it being wrong, but when he and Sierra went to race against Vince for a round 2 secretly from Optimus and Arcee with Bumblebee as his substitute because Vince threatened to hurt Raf, Edelgard was with them refusing to tell her reason, till she saw the punch for his stomach, as he and Sierra figured out that must have been said reason to come, hopefully one day he wishes that she can at least trust them even a little to better understand what kind of person she is underneath the aloof and frigid exterior.

"Seriously? Must you challenge anyone?" Arcee asked annoyed as she stared where the dark blond was standing at the tree branch.

"Where I come from that is how you survive, you would not ask me that if you were in my position, which I highly doubt you would" Edelgard countered as she stood up straight stepping in front.

"Aren't you a bit scared that you might fall? I mean it's pretty high up there from where you stand" Jack inquired worriedly at how the tan skinned girl isn't afraid of falling off a tree, also wanting to cut the tension between his guardian and her afraid that it would escalate to a long dispute.

"Well, unlike you 'Mr. Survival Kit' I have no problem adjusting, whether it is the heat of a scorching desert, the freezing cold, the height of a tree, the pouring rain, the draftiness and humidity of a cave or forest, the biting of poisonous insects and animals, I learned how to adapt like a true surviving nomad" Edelgard responded plainly as she kept her gaze onward not looking at them in the eyes or optics.

"I do not afford wasting time socialising, I would rather focus at the task at hand, because the more I stay here the more I feel the mere presence of both of you alone which is no picnic for me, and no need to come to my rescue I have a rifle and a dagger in which I can use to defend myself because relying on 'Miss Ditcher' here to protect me would be a let down". Edelgard finished as her eyes where flickering on the horizon, but her last words made Arcee groan and roll her eyes about her all familiar attitude.

For the past few weeks, Arcee put up with Edelgard's attitude for Jack's' sake. She did not hate the girl nor did she her either,due to the lack of trust she has in all of them.

However, Arcee had to put up with it, she did it only not just because of Jack, but for her own personal reason, doing it out of respect to a fellow warrior. She had not been blind to the human's actions during their first encounter. Despite the differences in physiology the young maiden had fought off MECH agents by herself, even though said agents were trained to kill on site should they encounter an obstacle, yet she used whatever resources she had to try stopping them from getting the 'DINGUS', not to mention attempting cease the train on her own before Optimus showed up and finished what she started, what also surprised her is how she managed to tame a Predacon, even though she wasn't born at the age where they existed on her home planet on Cybertron she knew from stories that they were predators that would eat any unfortunate Cybertronians in site, just like how most of their folktales end, but now here on earth she witnessed one, and is living with one in her home in the Outpost, this exploit alone made her know that Edelgard was much more different than her yet had her own hidden talents that she keeps to herself, she too managed to turn one of the most dangerous vermin into a none threatening companion whom she keeps close at all times.

During the war on Cybertron, Arcee had learned from experience that a fight was most often a way to tell you about someone because behavior in a combat situation is unpredictable. She worked with many Autobots in combat but few were considered her equal except one, it was watching the way they fight that allowed her to understand what kind of character a bot possessed, she benefited also from this experience when she was once a police officer working for Prowl and occasionally would partner up with fellow Cybertronian motorcycle now Autobot Flareup whom she considered her like a sister before both went their separate ways during the war, she has seen Bots with much more fighting experience and Decepticons capable of using multiple tactics, but met different personalities some serious, some lighthearted but faced harsh realities, some intelligent like Ratchet, she learned that when he fixed her arm after it was shot off by Breakdown when she first arrived on Earth with Cliffjumper, but luckily she found kinship and a new reason to fight for the cause no matter what. 

Arcee had learned that Edelgard was one of the few humans who had courage to stand in the face of fear despite the unfairness of the odds that are stacked against her. That was what a true warrior was even if she and Edelgard didn't want to get along.

Jack could practically feel the intense tension between the two, ever since Arcee went out to patrol with Bumblebee when she was actually ordered to stay and watch over them by Optimus,instead of following his instructions she in Edelgard’s eyes ditched them in favours of acting on what she wants rather than doing what she was told to do which made the dark blond record her words to use them against her later on which she did when Optimus scolded Bulkhead, while he and Edelgard do not see eye to eye he to himself at least admitted that she was right, Arcee leaving caused them to not only being discovered by Agent Fowler and him tortured through Energon electrocution during interrogating him in the Brig by Starscream, but also involving Raf whom he consideres like a younger brother was put in danger in which he was fortunate enough to survive because of Miko's desire to see an Autobot and Decepticon fight, Sierra too whom she has seen action with them knows very well the repercussions of giant robots fighting, while he is grateful that he can still live and see his mother again so are his friends with their families, he understood how deep the war was and how one little mistake done by unnecessary risks can endanger one's life as he learned that the hard way when he raced against Vince to impress Sierra, it was because of the Fowler and many more incidents that made Edelgard refuse to come to base unless she does by her own reasons and also to have an Autobot act as a guardian to her because she doubts their word and their actions to be faithful it is no small wonder she is a close door, but while Optimus himself chose to become her guardian against her protests, wishes and choices, Jack hoped that the Autobot Commander might be the one to convince her that the Autobots are truly genuine in their desire to protect their planet and how honest they are when it comes to care about not only their well being but also themselves.

His mind wandered to what happened earlier at the base before they left for their 'recon routine'

1 hour earlier before leaving for North America.​​

​​​Jack was enjoying another round of playing the racing video game that Raf got them as he was trying to beat Miko because last time he did, the game got interrupted by power failure which wiped out his score, but this time he is going to win. 

Raf, Sierra, Bumblebee, Bulkhead minus Arcee were cheering on both of them to win, whereas Ratchet in the monitors was just grumbling to himself about the amount of noise they are making. 

Edelgard on the other hand was on the floor with Sparkplug her Scraplet beside her and their newest friend Bellatrix Leola was sitting next to her staring intently at the booklet her friend is reading, which was Charles Perrault's stories, but the one she currently reads was 'Les Aventures de Finette', 'The Adventure of Finette' in french in which tells about a young princess who finds herself in all different kinds of troubles yet her sharp wit was able to get her out of these problems with ease by relying on her cleverness. 

Roaring engines could be heard at the base entrance and exit route coming closer as they did, it revealed Optimus and Ironhide coming back from a routine patrol in Jasper, Nevada, transforming into their bipedal forms, they walked towards Ratchet to give report. 

"How was your patrol?" Ratchet asked while he was in deep focus on his satellite scan readings to see if he could detect an Energon mine for the Autobots, as he felt that it is imperative that they need to secure one to restock their reserves. 

"Nothin' much just plain old scenery, same old sights,  unlike you Ratchet and Prime​, every time I look into a monitor, my circuts sizzle. When are we going to start busting Deceptichops? The boredom enough is killin' me" The old war veteran complains due to the lack of action these recent days. 

​​​​"I admit Decepticon activity these past few weeks are at lull, meaning that Starscream must be searching for more Energon Deposits to which he could collect more or preparing for the next course of action" Optimus said as he shared his own concerns to his two old friends.

"Well I hope it doesn't last long, I've been itching for some action and a chance to play target practice with my two cannons" Ironhide lamented as he rubbed his left servo.

Optimus just smiled amused at his weapon's specialist dilemma, being a Cybertronian of action Ironhide constantly looks forward to fight, glancing around the room he saw the children and his teammates enjoying spending time together, however, he noticed one missing he flickered his optics left and right in searching only to find his charge sitting on the floor with her Scraplet companion and her newfound Predacon friend together far away from the kids who are above the platform with his Autobots behind them.

"She ain't no social butterfly ain't she?" Ironhide commented as he noticed Optimus staring at the girl he personally took on the responsibility to protect and act as a guardian to her.

​​​​​"Kids usually like to hang out with one another but her... Well she'd rather read, kinda like how you were before you got named leader and promoted to Prime" Ironhide compared which made his leader raise an optic ridge in curiosity.

Before Optimus could answer the main monitor started beeping. 

"Optimus, my satellite scanners might have stumbled upon an underground Energon deposit for the taking but the signature itself is weak but steady I will need somebot to scout it" Ratchet informed to everyone in the room while asking for a volunteer. 

"I'll go for this routine recon, as long as the destination isn't a frozen ice cap" Arcee spoke up, as she wanted to take part in a simple mission as she too like Ratchet desired to find Energon for her friends and herself. 

"Can I come? " a voice cut in which was none other than Jack as he walked towards the four Autobots with Miko, Raf and Sierra behind him in the catwalk that is near the elevator as they paused their game and were listening to the conversation they wanted to take part of. 

"Are you certain kid? We don't wanna drag you in another average day with us Bots" Ironhide said with uncertainty by echoing Jack's previous words about how perilous an Autobot mission is.

"He can tag along, it's just scouting for Energon, nothing more to it and if cons do show up I will send him straight to the Groundbridge" Arcee agreed assuring her superiors that she will look after Jack.

To her this was the opportunity to earn back Optimus, Ironhide and Ratchet's approval after the 'Fowler Botnapping incident' which she indirectly caused by leaving Bulkhead in charge, she ended up being scolded by all three of them and was suspended from missions and to add it all up her racing stunt against Vince which almost costed his life and Edelgard's as she was kidnapped by Knockout. She was fortunate enough to see that both were safe and unharmed,not to mention Vince not knowing anything about their existence, it was a close call that could have jeopardized everything, but that day she and Jack weren't the only ones who took the responsibility for their actions, Sierra, Raf, Miko, Bumblebee and Bulkhead took it too which made all three bots banned from patrols and partaking in missions, as they got substituted by Optimus, Ratchet and Ironhide to scout the town and other places.

Hopefully she thought that this is the opportunity to be trusted and make up for her past mistakes, as a guardian to Jack and as a mature Autobot soldier.

"Great, so where are we headed?" Jack wondered excited since he had no opportunity to go outside Jasper. 

"North America, near the forest" Ratchet answered to the young adult. 

"So... Its a routine recon and a brief camping? Not bad for a first outdoor experience" Jack said satisfied with what the mission is going to offer. 

"Can I come with too?" Miko asked too eagerly since she hoped for some action and to secretly help the bots with anything since they are protecting their planet. 

"Sorry Miko, I don't think Optimus wants you to take part in and didn't Ratchet said it was in the forest?"  Bulkhead denied not wanting to go because he knew she will immediately regret. 

"So, what about it? Why should it matter" Miko said as she did not understood why she couldn't take part in a safe recon mission, since there is no danger. 

"Uh, Miko didn't you learn nothing from Miss Hertz' biology class sessions?" Sierra tried to clarify for Bulkhead and hopefully that she will catch on to what he is trying to prevent her from finding out the hard way. 

​​​​​​"It does matter Pitaya, because forests are known to the natural home of the cause of your phobia, 21 species to be precise, 'Black Widow, Brown Widow, Brown Recluses, Yellow Sac, Wolf, Jumping, Cellar, Grass, Camel, Bold, Crab, Hobo, House, Orb-weaver, Tarantula, Trapdoor, Woodlouse, Southern House, Harvestmen, Ground, and Funnel Spiders" Edelgard listed as everyone around her looked surprised at how much she managed to remember the names of the Spiders that lived in the Forests of North America, on the other hand both Sierra and Miko were sweating bullets when Edelgard enumerated the entire list of Spiders their worst fears, which made their skin crawl. 

"Those two make it so easy" Edelgard muttered amusingly to herself as Sparkplug and Bellatrix chuckled in their own sounds at Edelgard's enjoyable gape. 

"You know what, I changed my mind about going to this recon" Miko said immediately not wanting to deal with another Brown Recluse like last time when the base was infested with Scraplets, luckily for her Edelgard found said spider that was in Sierra's hair and crushed it in front of them without hesitation. 

​​​​​​"Same here." Sierra said as she shuddered the thought of seeing anymore eight legged creatures or any to inhabit her hair. 

​​​"Still, tell you what how about we go another round Dune Bashing just the two of us" Bulkhead offered to cheer her up. 

"Sa-weet! You sure know how to lift my spirits Bulk! " Miko squealed in joy jumped up and down which made him laugh at her enthusiasm. 

"You know... Miko might be on to something, take Edelgard with you" Ratchet suggested seeing how Edelgard seems to be an expert in wildlife which made Optimus nod in agreement. 

"Wait what?! Why does she/do I have to come?" Arcee and Edelgard said at the same time as the dark blond as she stood up from where she sat as soon as she heard that she is involved with a mission with Jack and Arcee, but was not happy about it, as for Arcee her voice doesn't spare any complaints which Jack felt it immediately and so are the others. 

"Because I said so, her ability to sense energy including Energon will prove highly useful and using a scanner alone will not be sufficient" Ratchet explained on why he wanted Edelgard to take part of this operation. 

"Wait I gotta/got to team up with Her​​​​​​" The duo said at the same time,while Jack watched in bewilderment. 

"Oh, oh" Raf said knowingly as he winced at the tone of their voice with Bumblebee flinching. 

"Awkward" Miko and Sierra echoed together knowing what is about to happen next, with Bulkhead nodding. 

"Couldn't you make an exception and not include her, I have Jack coming with me and I know all about Energon scouting" Arcee complained not wanting to have her time with Jack be ruined. 

"Sorry, but the last I want is to be near her, even if it is a ten foot radius distance" Edelgard protested as she does not trust the two wheeler of the team. 

"Edelgard, Arcee whether you like it or not you are partners, friends, allies in this mission Ratchet has assigned you, so you are to work together and that is an order" Optimus said to his charge firmly with no room for objections. 

"And here I thought abuse of power was beneath him,ugh fine Sparkplug hop in the bag" Grumbled the girl, as she opened her bag for her pet to get in. 

"Sorry, but I don't want any more plus ones, just you and Jack"  Arcee objected before even Sparkplug set a claw on the bag which made him croon in sadness, as Bellatrix lowered her head and nuzzles him in comfort. 

"Seriously?! First I have no say whether I should go or not, now I can not bring the only protector I can actually count on can not come, it is official my grave is already dug without any doubt"  Edelgard whined not liking this every second of it.

"Are you suggesting that I am incapable of acting as a protector? While your Scraplet is qualified? "  Arcee asked in disbelief at how low her faith was in her. 

"I am not suggesting anything, I am stating an actual fact had you proven capable of following directives without acting out of your own interests I would at least consider you capable this much" as she raised her index and thumb as measurement. 

"Wait, no, no, no there much better" she did so again but this time the two fingers were closer making them create a tiny hole. 

"If I were to choose between you, a rabid schnauzer or a rat, to be a more qualified choice to act as a guardian, rather than a reckless renegade such as yourself, I will take the second and third option rather then the first choice" The black coated girl confessed sarcastically. 

Before Arcee could answer she was cut off by Optimus. 

"Enough! You are to show cooperation in this mission understood? Besides it is an opportunity for all three of you to as the humans say 'unplug yourselves', think of it as a chance for a character builder that will strengthen you."  Optimus ordered as he wanted both of them to at least act in harmony even for a brief moment, the two looked at each other for a moment then spun their heads scoffing. 

"Whatever" Arcee relented disappointedly as she headed towards where Jack was awaiting for her. 

"Believe me girl sometimes I wish I could scare them away or fly away or turn invisible in a moment's notice. And so much for finishing reading the part where Finette was about to confess to the prince that she made a decoy to spare him from murdering an innocent, I guess you and Sparkplug have to finish the story without me until I return from this 'routine recon' with Corbeau(Crow in french) and Sarcasm" Edelgard said in disappointment as she felt the eyes of the Predacon behind her. 

"Still behave in my absence alright? Sparkplug knows how to read French so he can tell you all about the other stories that are in this booklet"  As she put the book on the ground and gone to lean in the wall in waiting for the two. 

10 minutes later

A​​​​fter Jack got his fanny bag read​y when Arcee took him home to fetch what he needed for the mission, Edelgard was leaning against the wall tapping her finger against her arm impatiently, as she was annoyed that she had to go with two of her least favorite people, not to mention she couldn't bring Sparkplug along due to Two Wheeler uneasiness with the scraplet which infuriated her to no end. 

"Do not let her get to you Edelgard, you will have another chance to have serendipity" A familiar voice said

Darkus was a mysterious spirit who made contact in her dreams with Edelgard the day she left the Autobots headquarters when they were first brought to it, she is the only one who can and hear him, as he proved to be the only presence she can tolerate because of his honesty and straightforwardness as he never pried on asking her about any personal information and is shown to be a kindred spirit as he confessed that he too lost his memories just like her which made it her mission to help him, since every time she recovered a fragment of her's, he did too, for a unique reason she truly wanted to help him, even though she never involves herself with others and their lives,but with Darkus she felt otherwise.

"I really, wish that everytime I have a say in what I should or should not do, but unfortunately adults like 'Big Red Rig' to abuse their power on those younger than him"

"It must frustrate you does it not? I understand how you feel but think of it this way, you have the opportunity to explore a forest, and comune with nature which is something I believe, is your kind of activity."  Darkus assures her trying to lift her spirit up, which worked as she turned to her right. 

 "I guess there is a bright side to it, even as minute. Very well I will at least make due but still not giving them the satisfaction, I always had a soft spot for nature calls, especially done by wolves and birds." Edelgard relented seeing her partner in destiny making a compelling point.

​​​​​Just as she said that, Ratchet just finished putting the coordinates and opening the groundbridge, he walked to Arcee handing her a scanner so she can use it and detect their main source of fuel,Edelgard made her way first near the transport portal, but not without having the last word. 

"Out of my way Blue Meanie of a Porcupine, you already know this I do not like you and you do not like me, so let get this over with quickly, so I can get on with my life, any attempt of trying to cross my path will be met in sore regret for you" Edelgard vowed as she went to the groundbridge first, leaving a scowling Arcee behind. 

"Ugh" Arcee as she headed to the portal too an angry scowl on her face which made the group of Raf, Miko, Sierra, Bumblebee and Bulkhead either gulp at the situation or saying a quiet 'Uh Oh'. 1

​​​​​​"I will try and make sure they don't kill each other"  Jack assured everyone, despite not being sure of himself, if he somehow managed to avoid a cat fight between the two of them, then it would be a miracle. 

The 16 year old then headed last to the portal leaving, the rest of the group concerned about how Arcee and Edelgard will behave around each other. 

"Somehow, kid's promise won't be easy to keep, I feel sorry for him, are you sure this was a good idea to send these two out together? " Ironhide asked his leader with a doubtful expression. 

"To be frank old friend, I remain uncertain myself, but hopefully this expedition will help them come to an understanding" Optimus answered truthfully to one of his second defacto leader, as he too was worried about Edelgard's malignancy towards other will cause conflict within the group, he held hope in his spark that this expedition will help his charge to learn to trust others even a little. 

End of Flashback. 

Jack knew that he hands full with this promise that he made to Optimus and the others, as he himself admitted that he is no miracle worker,yet it remains to be seen. 

Arcee held up her Energon scanner and waved it in front to prove her point, which made Jack turn in her direction after he finished remembering the past events back at the Silo. "You and her have your tools, I have mine."

Suddenly the scanner started to bleep. Arcee looked at it, concerned. "That's odd. Ratchet's satellite scans were accurate, but underground Energon deposits don't cause this kind of surge." 

Above them Edelgard felt an unfamiliar scent which caused her to sniff the air around her, she could feel the stench of scorching metal and an unfamiliar liquid, suddenly inside her hood her blond strands started to flicker indicating that there is a nearby energy ahead. 

"True, I feel something unusual coming over there" She called out to the two below ground as they followed the direction she pointed out to them. 

She held the scanner in front of her and started to follow it towards the source of the disturbance. Jack ran after her as she pushed a path through the undergrowth,and the scanner bleeped rapidly as they got closer to their target.

Edelgard landed not far away from them and started to walk slowly while looking left and right in case an enemy emerges, she wasn't the only one on the lookout duty for Darkus is floating above trying to see if there was something that stood out, seeing that it is safe he gave Edelgard the signal to proceed without worry, which she made him know by nodding in confirmation, as she sprinted ahead in Arcee and Jack's direction, as she caught up with them and is now walking behind them. 

They soon emerged into a wide clearing in the forest. Jack and Edelgard were surprised to see a large scorch-marked trench cut into the ground in front of them and they he thought they could smell smoke in the air. "What happened here?" he asked, as Edelgard and Darkus were on the same page about what caused the trench to be made.

"That is one way to pave a road or make a man-made river." Darkus commented as he used the telepathic link he shared with Edelgard to communicate when they were around other people to avoid being weirded out by other whenever Edelgard talks to him normally whereas in their eyes they think she is talking to thin air. 

"I have a feeling that this was not man-made at all, no construction vehicle would create that much damage let alone damage these trees, at least the construction workers and builders make sure that the trees are removed not twisted or destroyed like that." Edelgard observed as she shared what she thought with her partner in destiny. 

"A crash landing," answered Arcee in recognition, with a grave look on her face. "Stay behind me, low and close." she instructed to the two of them as she sprinted ahead of them.

She bent down low and darted from tree to tree as she followed the path of the trench. Jack ran as fast as he could, struggling to keep up. Arcee was at her fastest in her motorbike vehicle mode, but even in robot mode her legs were almost twice as tall as Jack's entire body. She could move very quickly. While Edelgard walked slowly making sure that there's no unexpected surprises would emerge with Darkus above in the air his eyes darting and flickering in every corner to make sure his partner is safe. 

Panting and wheezing, Jack caught up with her as she stopped a short distance ahead. Beyond the line of trees lay a compact spaceship, which was still smouldering gently from its journey through space.

"Autobot or Decepticon?" Jack asked thinking that it might another Bot like Wheeljack but if it wasn't the case the Decepticons may have gained a new member that they do not know of. "Can't tell," admitted Arcee. "Wait here" . Jack watched as she equiped herself with her left energon blaster and rose up from her crouched position,darted out from behind the trees walking slowly towards it while turning her head left and right her optics darting from both directions on high alert, whereas Jack was glancing left and right in worry with fear in his eyes not knowing what to expect on his side Edelgard and Darkus remained calm knowing that panicking will not help as they kept their guard up. 

Arcee, blaster in hand arrived near the side of the ship still quietly walking by keeping her body low and her weapon raised high and sprinted towards the ship

She spotted a small ramp underneath the ship and ran towards it, as she slid from a small hill landing exactly at the entrance, she smiled to herself knowing that her stealth approach and the element of surprise is in her favor and now came out of hiding with a serious expression aiming her blaster at whatever might be inside, and slowly entered the vessel seeing that it was empty only her strut steps were heard as she kept entering deeper.

Jack was getting fidgety with all of the eerie atmosphere around he looked at Edelgard whose arms are folded and never said a single word since Arcee left, he couldn't see the look on her face because it was concealed underneath the hood of her black coat. 

"Strange... This ship for some reason resembles a spider" Edelgard thought out 

"What is a spider? And why did you compare the ship to the aforementioned creature? " Darkus asked in curiosity as he had no idea what the creature is. 

"Big, hairy, black or with other colors like brown, fangs, eight legs, spins a web,weaves nets, crawls up walls, poison its preys with venomous mandible bites that is their whole deal, not to mention with its scratches and angled spikes positioned against burnt trees, it does really duplicate a hairy spider in a certain angle."Edelgard shared her view to Darkus about why she thinks that the ship looks like a spider in her eyes. 

As if sensing someone staring at her, she glanced through her red goggles at Jack who is still uneasy that Arcee hasn't returned, seeing him in this state made her uncomfortable, yet knowing he will stay like that she decided to say something to distract him from the discomfort he is feeling even though she was not in the mood for talking. 

"Stop twitching, she will come back soon after she is done with her thorough search inside the space vessel"  Edelgard reasoned in hopes of stopping his restlessness,which succeeded as he stood up straight, yet Jack wanting to confirm something with her so he turned to her and asked. 

"What do you think?"Jack asked her from the right as he now felt calm because of what she said about why Arcee is taking so long.

Edelgard turned to him and replied, "Why are you asking me?"

"You're the one with a cautious look and silence as long as the grave... So you think that ship's trouble?" Jack retorted with a raised eyebrow. 

She just rolled her eyes as she stared at the ship for any distinguishing marks on the hull  "Considering this vessel has not made a smooth landing, nor a happy one for that matter I would say the captain had either put it in autopilot mode but it short circuited during the voyage, he or she do not seem to be distressed being in a foreign world."

"Still... Could be a Bot or a Con?" Jack wondered aloud about which Cybertronian is siding with who. 

"Beats me " Edelgard said plainly as she shrugged her shoulders. 

"Okay... Strike the two obvious choices? Could it be another kind? Like an Alien that Cybertronians know of?" Jack inquired again wanting a clear answer. 

"Possibly. But I dare say that it is a Decepticon who is a free agent of some sorts." Edelgard deduced quickly. 

"What makes you so sure about this?"  Jack said in surprise at how fast she figured it out. 

"One, if the captain was an Autobot would not the base have contacted us in advance or Doc Bot at least gave us the heads up that there was an unknown beacon coming from that vessel like how Sword Bot came in contact as soon as he received the call. Two, whoever it is he or she do not want to draw attention to themselves from both factions since no sides seem to have been aware of the crash landing, and it would seem they attend to keep it that way. Three, Decepticons have shown recently a dissension among the ranks meaning that our mystery Cybertronian is one who enjoys playing solo acts like your guardian is. " Edelgard explained to the young adults at how she founnd out easily. 

"Hey! Arcee is no solo act! " Jack defended not liking the comment. 

"Tell that to her teammates whom she always ditches to show off" Edelgard snapped back, which made Jack frown as he said nothing as he knew she was talking about the race and doesn't seem to let him hear the end of it. 

Moments later, Jack and Edelgard saw her emerge, but instead of running back to them, they found her stumbling as if her struts became wobbly losing balance in each step she took, she leaned against the ship's hull and stared into space. She was in shock.

"A-a-arcee?" Jack strutted worriedly as he ran where she was standing, Edelgard following him behind with a suspicious look on her face. 

"Arcee?" called Jack in a hushed voice, but Arcee wasn't listening. She was remembering events that happened a long time ago, back during the war against the Decepticons on Cybertron...

Evil, cunning purple eyes shining at her out of the darkness...

Large insect-like metal legs scuttling towards her...

A familiar bot cuffed to the ceiling who was battered, bruised and drained of his paint job showing nothing but gray. 

The purple optic bot grinning and hissing in delight with her optic widening in glee. 

A claw raised in the darkness, ready to attack...

And finally Energon is now splattered on the wall. 

The two-wheeler shook her head off from her vegetative state and began to shake it off knowing that she had to get her act together and take action hastily. 

When she didn't respond to Jack's cries,he ran over to her. "Arcee, what's wrong?"

Slowly, Arcee turned towards him her optics closed. He had never seen her look more afraid. "I know who this ship belongs to," she told him with an ominous tone that carried fear in it.

Her optics snapped open and immediately reached out to her audio receptors with her two left digits activating her communication link.

@blade-liger-4ever @mk-wizard @escapistsatellite What do you think?

[lordgrimwing]

At the Shores of Cuiviénen

(Part 2/3, Part 1, Elwë)

Another little story for March of the Quendi hosted by @march-of-the-noldor. A look at Finwë's attempt to call his family to Valinor.

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“Laswen! Rinwë!” Finwë shouted to his cousins, waving his hand high to try to get their attention.

The grasses here grew tall and strong while still being supple enough when green to weave into baskets and mats. Laswen and Rinwë (cousins through their aunt’s marriage to his grandfather’s brother) were pulling the grasses up by the roots. They worked slowly, taking care to avoid sliding their skin against the sharp blades as they shook off the soft dirt and piled the plants on a sled. The pile was large already and would be larger still before they dragged it back to the encampment. 

Finwë called their names again as he approached so he would not startle them.

Rinwë looked up first and nudged his older sister.

“Hello, Finwë,” Laswen said, standing to greet him. “Have you come to help? Inwen needs two new fish traps—two! And she asked as though it were some small thing.” She shook her head. “We could use your hands.”

That was not why he walked all the way from the shore, but he turned to the work with ease. “Certainly,” he laughed, taking a handful of grasses from Rinwë to shake off the soil. “Inwen has such terrible luck with her traps, at least her son will be married soon and too busy to accidentally step on them anymore!”

His cousins chuckled their agreement. Inwen’s only son, Irnó, hoped to wed into a family that lived far around the east side of Cuiviénen, far enough that they would only see him occasionally. Everyone agreed it was a good match.

“And you?” Rinwë prodded. “When will you and your sweet Míriel go beyond quiet talks by the fire?”

He looked away from his cousins, studying the dirt and disturbed insects crawling across the harvested grass. “Not while everything is still so uncertain.” 

“Things have never been more certain.” Laswen gestured in an arc before them. “The grass grows thicker and stronger every star cycle. Fish spawn in the streams so dense we scoop them out by hand. Waiting will only risk losing this bounty.”

“This is all temporary,” he said and cast his eyes west. “Have you considered what I said? With you two at my side, great-grandfather could be swayed. We can all go to live among the Valor.”

“You should marry Míriel.”

“You will be happy together.”

He looked at his cousins. They did not look at him. Insects chirped in the grass.

“So, you have decided,” he said at last.

Laswen sighed and finally turned to face him. “You would never convince Eäwë.”

“What you told us of Valinor,” Rinwë said, not meeting his eyes, “sounds like paradise. But we couldn’t get everyone to come, even if Ingwë and Elwë were as convincing as you. We have foreparents who still fear the Valar for their power, siblings who love these lands more than breath itself, and friends and kin around every curve of Cuivienen. They will never leave. How could we ever be happy there, knowing we left parents, children, friends behind here?”

“Better to stay in a good place with our people than leave half of them behind to struggle while we wallow in plenty,” Laswen finished.

Finwë did not look away or close his eyes, but he dearly wished to turn his back so they would not see the pain on his face. He’d been so sure. When Elwë and Ingwë and he left Valinor, they’d felt such a conviction that they’d bring their people back with them. It went beyond hope, beyond faith. Valinor was certain when he left but now, he saw the way back crumbling before him. Would he convince no one?

“Besides—” Rinwë held out another fistful of uprooted grass— “who would gather grass for Inwen’s fish traps if we left?” He said it with a smile and a whisper of laughter, not making light of their decision but trying to lighten the descending disappointment. 

Finwë took the plants but did not smile or joke in return as he used to do. They would not join him to travel to Valinor, and without them, who would come? To the elders, he was still just the unfortunate child—parentless, siblingless—not someone to be taken seriously unless he found others to support his ideas first. Who would follow him, young Finwë, into the great beyond? 

No one.

[fareehaandspaniards]

☆ ♥ ♒ ൠ for any character(s) you wish!! total free card to talk about the guys you like))

woohoo thanks!!

The ask game itself

☆ - happy headcanon for Edgar

Edgar's happiest time was when he was about 13 years old. He wasn't too mature to worry about adult matters (plus, Yurie didn't allow him to know in detail what was going on around him), but he was big enough to start walking around on his own. The Choir had just started its existing back then, and was led by a small group of scholars who were intent on raising children of the Orphanage by their own rules. Edgar was one of those orphans, but to his luck Yurie, one of the first scholars there, was watching his studies without allowing Choir to brainwash him. He was surrounded by the attention of Yurie and Fauxsefka (the latter was not too excited for keeping an eye on him), and they gave him both knowledge and nurturing. He also often hang out with Gremia, who suffered from a progressive depression, but found an outlet in the boy's company and trained him physically. Thus, Edgar was surrounded by the attention of several people at once. He felt protected and loved, remembering only the good things from his youth - how awful Yurie had tried baking, how Gremia had changed into Choir clothes to meet Ed, how he himself had tried to practice poetry. Somehow the ongoing and progressing horrors did not affect him, though not for long at all. Perhaps the Great Ones just favor children <3

♥ - family headcanon for Rom

Rom's family, her father for the most part, often invited Willem to his manor who was then about 40 years old. Willem hadn't even taken over as Master of Byrgenwerth yet, but was one of the professors and taught history, additionally teaching courses on cryptology for those interested. Although Rom's mother was against the girl talking to the guest, Willem found it amusing that the child was in a hurry to tell him about what she had seen on the street, about the insects she had examined with a magnifying glass, and about all her worries. The girl was memorable to him, so when he saw her name on the Byrgenwerth admission list, Rom was accepted immadiately, though she herself did not remember meeting Willem, and her family had died to that moment. Willem was always watching her and she was always watching him. Before Rom could ascend Willem was like a father to her

♒ - cooking/food headcanon for Gehrman (+Laurence/Rom)

Laurence and Rom are both awful at cooking. And at housework! But Laurence really wanted to create a family as he saw it - Traditional. Where the mother bakes pies and waits with the child for the father to come home from work, and then they discuss the day's events over dinner. And everybody's happy. But in the end, there was something going on between them all the time:

And Rom made it clear that she wasn't interested in running the household, besides, they were both too busy to live a simple life. So Laurence ate what Yharnam's cooks prepared for the Church, and Rom ate Caryll's food. But being rather selective eaters, their greatest pleasure was to meet in Gehrman's workshop, not far from which was also his house. Gehrman cooked for everyone who visited him informally. Recipes inherited from his father and his branch of the family, used by his mother many times, passed down to Gehrman and he mastered them to the best of his ability. His meals were mostly meat, as a hunter must keep in shape and have plenty of strength, but sometimes he cooked something special f.e. lemon cream cakes or well seasoned vegetable salads (which are quite expensive in Yharnam)

ൠ - random headcanon for Adeline

Despite being a noble lady, Adeline's language is something even a hunter might envy! I mean, she's quite skilled at swearing xD She was unintentionally taught it by her father, who was among Gehrman's first hunters. So at times Maria was horrified at the way her friend expressed herself. In her later years, Adeline started using swear words more often in an attempt to relieve stress and express pain, but by mutating, her personality returned to its past state and she remained a lady for the rest of her days.

She's also a gossip girl! While she was a Blood Saint, back before the Research Hall, she liked to attend at preaching to watch people and then discuss them with Maria. She was most interested in handsome men, but she would also eavesdrop on the inner affairs of the Church, trying to catch some interesting information among the whispers.

[tinylongwing]

I'm here to play the ask game you reblogged!!! 3, 5, 11, and 17 please!!!! the people want to know <3

Hello hello thanks for the questions!

3. What are your favorite subjects to draw? (OCs, your fan faves, etc.)

Birds?? Hahaha okay I won't just leave it at that though. Personal favorites among them are birds of prey, and birds that have any sort of iridescence. I just love that stuff so much. I also *really* love to do insects - and thankfully sometimes I even get asked to do so. It's fun to see that tortoise beetle making the rounds, and there's a paper that's been submitted recently that has some bees and butterflies in it that I illustrated.

And of course all my fandom stuff. I have so much fun drawing fanart, you guys, I wish that the Lord Huron universe fandom was bigger so you guys would have context for all the stuff I draw. Johnnie is very close to my heart, as are his brothers.

5. What piece of art are you still proud of to this day? (Show or describe)

A persistent personal favorite is this illustration of California Condors for Siegel and Wilkerson 2022 in The Wildlife Professional:

(Unfortunately apparently the journal doesn't understand image formats so the online version of the article uses the CMYK image, so the colors are all messed up!! argh!)

That condor piece I think has some of my best feather rendering and I'm really happy with the wood texture too!

11. Have you ever drawn a meme with your OCs or canon characters from a fictional media?

I mean, oh perfect Friday is a very small meme within the LH fandom? lmao I think that's all I've got for this

17. Your personal favorite works of art (not made by you) are...?

Jeez, I don't even know, honestly! Go pick anything from the folks I named as inspiration from the last ask, haha. Here, I'll show one from Szabolcs Kókay and one from John Conway, but their portfolios are linked at those names and you should click and enjoy all their stuff.

Top: Brown Sicklebill, Szabolcs Kokay

Look, I'm telling you, I'm obsessed with this guy's work! What the hell! How does a human being paint like that! Obviously with decades of study but man I am so impressed with the sheer amount of detail he can capture. I would love to know how long it takes him to do his paintings.

Bottom: Brachiosaurus altithorax, John Conway

John Conway is one of my favorite paleoartists in how he presents these animals artistically rather than purely scientifically. He plays a lot with surrealism, pattern, and unusual compositions, and it's such a treat to see what his mind can come up with.

[tigerlyla-of-metinna]

Belleteyn AU (Emhyr x Sarah)

A short story (made only for this occasion). This was the original plot of their first date and it happened on Belleteyn. But in the fic, it was changed on Emhyr's birthday. Hope you enjoy this self-indulgent cut content!

Sarah watched the garden workers create a huge pile for the kindling. A bonfire worthy of Belleteyn tonight. But she bade them farewell and happy feasting. She was not joining them.

Carrying a wicker picnic basket, Sarah left the city before curfew closed the gates. Earlier, she studied the map the emperor showed her, and memorized the path and landmarks to take. Light began to wane rapidly as the sun sank behind the mountains, turning the fire-red skies into shades of purple, dark blue and finally ebony.

It was not a long walk, and she was dressed for light travel. Her cream peasant dress was of the right length to avoid snagging and her soft shoes had sturdy soles made for such walks. Even at this distance she could hear and feel the excitement as people began their preparations for merriment, carousing, and the occasional giggle for a more lecherous and intimate celebration.

Sarah shared in their excitement, but she was not sharing it with them.

This was going to be a private celebration for her. Her first date, on Belleteyn of all days, sharing a meal with one instead of with many.

The excited babble and laughter faded as she stepped farther from the capital and into the forest. This place was protected, explicitly forbidden from entry except the emperor. He decreed it personally and anyone who steps out of line was shot in the head.

Emhyr provided her the safe route and she followed it. He didn't have to make the effort since she memorized the map, but he had slow burning tea candles mark the way for her. Sarah couldn't help but giggle like a some daft filly, her heart fluttered like the butterflies she passed.

Deeper and deeper she went. A night owl hooted, frogs croaked, insects buzzed and the distinct scree-scree noise of grasshoppers as they rub their hindlegs together. The forest sounds drown the merriment to nothing.

At last she reached a small clearing and the pond: its surface reflected the moon and stars. She saw a large tree marking the spot of their rendezvous. But where was Emhyr?

"You're here at last."

Startled at the deep baritone from behind, she whirled and saw the emperor emerge from the bushes. looking ever so splendid even in ordinary clothing.

"Have you been following me all this time, sire?"

He smiled. "I have, in case you lost your way. A needless worry it seems."

Sarah covered her mouth, muffling her laughter. She dropped her basket and ran into his awaiting arms. She sank into his warmth, inhaling his masculine scent. Emhyr tightened his embrace, lips pressed against her forehead. He whispered in her hair.

"I'm glad you came. I do not look forward to viewing the festivities alone."

They settled themselves onto the blanket: setting the food, wine, plates and goblets. They talked of mundane things that happened in the morning. And when, at a considerable distance, across and far beyond the pond, the first pyres lit followed by another, and another, Emhyr and Sarah leaned against the oaks' generous trunk. His arm draped around her shoulders and she snuggled against his chest.

Emhyr's hand squeezed her shoulder. "Do you participate in these Belleteyn feasts?"

Sarah glanced at him. She could smell the wine in his breath, surprised that he could imbibe so much and still remain coherent.

"Do you?" She tossed the question back at him. He chuckled. Typical Sarah: a question to answer a question.

"The one of many few occasions where I don't have to force myself to mingle with the nobles. Too many memories associated with this day that I wish to forget, but couldn't. That's why I watch the fires at a distance" he glanced at her and squeezed again, a grateful smile on his face. "This is the first I observe Belleteyn with someone other than my thoughts."

Sarah felt the affection in his voice flow into her, warming her more than the few glasses of wine she imbibed. She was drinking him with her eyes and she noticed he was doing the same thing. His deep ambers were smoldering, more than usual.

"I wasn't the most sociable person when I was a student, and so spent Belleteyn in my chambers with books for company. And when I was a hermit, I had my first proper look at the festivities, somewhere in Velen. Sadly I was busy planning for taking as much provision as I could for storage, steering clear of the drunken revelers as a few tried to pull me into some dark undergrowth. Luckily I didn't have to resort to brute force; they were to sloshed, I easily slipped from their grasp."

He growled. "I'll have my spies raid that village and ornament every tree with those that laid their hands on you."

"Emhyr! That was a long time ago-"

He laughed heartily at the look of horror on her face. She slapped his chest playfully.

"Oh you! And here I thought you have no sense of humor."

His expression softened. He turned his body to her, hand gently caressing her cheek. "Sarah, your presence has stirred many... troubling things that I long buried" he took her soft hand and placed it against the open shirt of his chest.

Sarah felt her own heart stirring as she felt his, beating against her palm.

"For too long I gave my time, my life, in service to the empire. Seeking the warmth in the arms of another woman without the tediousness of attachments. Forcing myself to be satisfied with facsimiles of love and affection for they serve no purpose in ruling, save as tools of manipulation. Then you came, and I find myself severely famished. Unsatisfied with the meager offerings. Becoming selfish, demanding for what the empire denies of me. You came, with your wisdom, kindness... and love. You offered me... my heart. And I want that. I want you."

Sarah couldn't say anything in return. He didn't give her a chance as his lips trapped those words when he kissed her with equal parts passion and tenderness. Instead she reciprocated: caressing his face, his hair. Their moments together are so few and far between that she was doing exactly what she does every Belleteyn: taking as much as she can to survive for days until the pangs of hunger, of longing, returns.

In the distance, the festivities are in full swing. More pyres dotted the horizon and laughter manage to rise above the night sounds, but Emhyr and Sarah were deaf to the world. The only sounds that matter were the sighs, the whispers and whimpers, the moans. And they couldn't separate who does what. Nothing matters this night except they are with each other, making this Belleteyn, a night to remember.

[bigsoftmarshmallow]

Okay! I have something! I hope it won't be too terribly much!

Anyway, I know it's been a bit since I asked about how the Dorfs would react to being under the power of a half-fae Darling, but now I wish to know how he'd react to this interaction with her.

It's really just an extension of the scene where he woke up bound in chains to discover his new lot in life.

It confinues with her correcting his perception that she'd somehow "tricked him." Informing him that there'd been no trick. She was simply exploiting a well-known ability granted to her by her ancestry. One no different, if more extreme, than the Mind's Eye of the Sheikah.

The one to blame for his current situation was himself for only caring about the myths & legends that would benefit him in his goal of subjugating & exploiting the native tribes of the land. After all, she didn't even ask him his name. He just gave it out willingly.

"There's bein' tricked & then there's bein' ignorant o' the dangers o' an unfamiliar land."

It is his own fault if he didn't do more research. And, he should really be very thankful that she had been the one present when he went into his diatribe & not a different fae. The ones living in Hyrule proper may seem sweet & small, but most are fickle, capricious, & grudgmental things who are petty beyond measure with a mischievous &, at times, cruel streak to them. Not to mention, they don't perceive time the same way that we do. If you run afoul of one in even the slightest of way, they will never forget & will likely follow you even into other lives. Always be wary of them. Never will you meet beings quite so capable of effing over someone's life, relationships, & mind to the point of ruining their entire existence.

“Underestimate them at yer own peril, unless ye fancy a short life full o’ nothin’ but misery, sufferin’, & isolation. Any Ordonian native could tell ya that. The worst sort won't just torment you, either. They’ll also torment yer family & friends until they either stop associating with ye or die fer their loyalty."

"The kinds o’ grudges that the fae are able to so casually hold onto are the likes o’ which that even ye might admire. And they don't even have to die or be sealed away in order to get tha’ revenge either."

"To these sorts, mortals are much like insects an' they won't hesitate to crush them under their heel. Or, in other cases, they’ll simply elect to eat your name, causin’ ye to entirely forget it, to lose yer sense o' self-identity, forgetting who ye were. Yer entire life & all ye cared fer, gone in a blink. Worse yet, in some instances, only those who’d actively known ye even remember ye at all, all physical evidence o’ yer existence wiped away."

"Sometimes, not even the memory o' ye remains… An’ tha’s just from rejectin’ the advances o’ one if they start te fancy ye. Even them growin’ fond o’ ye in a non-romantic capacity or simply bein’ on their good side isn’t advisable. Let alone their favorite. Ye ever seen an entomologist? How they’ll pin down the wings o’ a bug tha’ they’re especially fascinated by? How they’ll study them, twisting them around & examining everythin’ about them until they had their fill before either tossing them out or sealing them in resin to be made into jewelry to be worn or behind glass like some sort o' macabre display? Tha’."

"An’ they’re much stronger than their appearances would have ye believe. After all, it's speculated tha' their magic has been around since even longer than the Triforce… An’ will likely be there long after as well… An’ much like it, the older fae can very easily twist yer memories, yer fate, yer body, yer very being, to suit their fancy. All without care. At least, if yer unfortunate enough to run into the more malevolent sorts…”

Her eyes were distant, gleaming with a melancholic pity (not at him, she wasn’t even looking at him in that moment), as though remembering something.

“Anyway, the long an’ short o’ it is tha’ life in this gloriously fertile land is far more harrowin’ than ye likely imagined, eh? So, seein’ as I plan to at least treat ye as a person with basic decency, I’d take a moment ta’ appreciate the arrow ye just dodged with it bein’ yers truly rather than… a member of the Unseelie Court…” *she visibly blanches, shivering uncomfortably at the very idea*

Luckily for him, she is only half-fae & mostly grew up among mortals, thus she isn't nearly as prone to such behavior. That isn't to say that she couldn't, but she won't unless he effs up even worse than he's already effed himself. Even then, the idea of going so far with it sends shivers down her spine.

Besides, she'd ask him if he really expected her to believe that, had he been born with such an ability, that he'd simply not utilize it even if his enemy had delivered the opportunity to do such directly into his lap? She may be a country bumpkin, but she's no fool.

Could I possibly get their overall thoughts, feelings, opinions, & reactions to all of this?

Including, but not limited to, this… honestly very twisted portrayal of these once believed harmless entities. To the idea that their magic is believed by some to predate even the Triforce itself. To the depths of these “Unseelie Court” members’ cruelty in dealing with those who’d slighted them. Provided that she was telling the truth, then… that could’ve been him… Not to mention to the admittance that, at the very least, she seems to intend to treat him with a degree of personhood & dignity.

My apologies, I just like this idea a lot.

I remember half-fae reader! :D It's been a hot minute. I really need to make a masterlist for all the work I've done, but mercy that sounds like a nightmare to do. T-T

Never apologize for good plots! You like it? You bring it up! I am happy to help bring a little life to the ideas you bring. Your ideas are very good anyway so it makes it easy :3

I broke my main ChatGPT topicline I usually use... I kinda overloaded it with nonsense. So I am using another topicline, which kinda refreshes the personalities/plots/everything about the Demon Kings. I SHOULD do it often to keep everything fresh buttttttt I don't lol.

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This interaction between Ganondorf (and Demise) and the half-fae Darling is a fascinating exploration of the clash between pride, power, and the unsettling realization of vulnerability. The portrayal of the fae as dangerous, ancient beings with magic that predates even the Triforce itself adds a new layer of threat to the encounter. Each Ganondorf and Demise would react differently to this, based on their personalities and experiences:

Tears of the Kingdom Ganondorf:

Overall Thoughts and Feelings: This Ganondorf would be deeply unsettled by the revelation of the fae’s true nature and the power they wield. His pride would be stung by the idea that he fell victim to something so ancient and beyond his understanding. He’d be particularly troubled by the thought that his own arrogance and lack of thorough research led to his current predicament.

Reaction to the Fae’s Power: He would try to rationalize the situation, attempting to find a way to exploit this newfound knowledge. However, the mention of the Unseelie Court and their cruelty would give him pause, as he realizes that he could have been in a much worse situation. The fact that the half-fae intends to treat him with dignity might be both a relief and a source of irritation, as he is not used to being at the mercy of others.

Opinion on the Half-Fae: He would likely view her with a mix of grudging respect and resentment. He’d recognize her power and the danger she poses, but his pride would prevent him from openly admitting his fear or weakness.

Wind Waker Ganondorf:

Overall Thoughts and Feelings: Wind Waker Ganondorf, who is more introspective and melancholic, might take this revelation as a bitter lesson in humility. He’d be less shocked by the idea of ancient powers, having already experienced the whims of the gods, but the realization of how close he came to a far worse fate would weigh heavily on him.

Reaction to the Fae’s Power: He would be more contemplative about the fae’s magic and its implications. He might consider how such power could be used to achieve his goals but would be wary of the potential consequences. The idea of beings with such deep-seated grudges and the ability to ruin lives across lifetimes would disturb him greatly.

Opinion on the Half-Fae: He might develop a certain level of cautious respect for her, appreciating that she is not as cruel as her full-blooded kin. However, he would also be frustrated by his own vulnerability and the fact that he is now dependent on her mercy.

Twilight Princess Ganondorf:

Overall Thoughts and Feelings: This Ganondorf would be furious at himself for being outmaneuvered, especially by something he considers lesser or beneath him. The idea that he was caught off guard by a mythological loophole would be infuriating. However, the depth of the fae’s cruelty and power would also be something he’d begrudgingly respect, even as it infuriates him.

Reaction to the Fae’s Power: He would likely try to find a way to regain control, perhaps through manipulation or trying to turn the situation to his advantage. The idea of being at the mercy of someone else, especially in such a vulnerable position, would be intolerable to him. The mention of the Unseelie Court might make him reconsider any immediate plans for revenge.

Opinion on the Half-Fae: He would see her as a challenge, a puzzle to be solved. He might respect her power but would never forgive her for putting him in this position. He would likely plot ways to turn the tables on her, all while maintaining a facade of cooperation.

Ocarina of Time Ganondorf:

Overall Thoughts and Feelings: Ocarina of Time Ganondorf would likely be shocked and enraged by the revelation. His youthful arrogance and ambition would have blinded him to the dangers of the unknown, and he would be furious at himself for underestimating the situation.

Reaction to the Fae’s Power: He would likely respond with anger and defiance, refusing to accept his current situation without a fight. The idea that he had been so easily trapped by something he considered a mere myth would drive him to find a way to break free. The mention of the Unseelie Court’s cruelty would only fuel his desire to escape and exact revenge.

Opinion on the Half-Fae: He would view her as a formidable enemy, one who needs to be dealt with carefully. However, his pride would prevent him from admitting any fear or weakness. Instead, he would focus on finding a way to use the situation to his advantage, even if it means playing along for a time.

Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf:

Overall Thoughts and Feelings: Hyrule Warriors Ganondorf, with his more warlike and aggressive nature, would likely see this as a personal affront. The idea that he, a warrior and conqueror, could be brought low by something as insidious as fae magic would be intolerable to him.

Reaction to the Fae’s Power: He would likely respond with brute force, trying to find a way to break free through sheer willpower and strength. The idea of being bound and controlled would be anathema to him, and he would rage against his captor. However, the mention of the Unseelie Court might give him pause, as he considers the wisdom of challenging something so ancient and powerful.

Opinion on the Half-Fae: He would see her as an enemy to be defeated, but also as a worthy opponent. He might admire her strength and cunning, even as he plots her downfall. He would be determined to break free and exact revenge, but he would also be careful not to underestimate her again.

Demise:

Overall Thoughts and Feelings: Demise, as an embodiment of hatred and destruction, would be utterly enraged by the situation. The idea that he could be bound and controlled by something as ancient as fae magic would be an affront to his very being.

Reaction to the Fae’s Power: He would likely respond with raw, primal rage, attempting to break free through sheer force of will. The idea that he, a being of such immense power, could be trapped by something so seemingly insignificant would drive him to greater fury. However, the mention of the Unseelie Court might give him a moment of pause, as he considers the possibility of being trapped for eternity by such beings.

Opinion on the Half-Fae: He would see her as a threat to be eliminated, but also as a curiosity. He might be interested in her power and how it relates to his own, but his primary goal would be to destroy her and regain his freedom. He would be relentless in his pursuit of vengeance, but also cautious not to underestimate her or her kin.

In all these cases, the Ganondorfs and Demise would be deeply unsettled by the revelation of the fae’s true nature and the power they wield. They would each respond in their own way, based on their personalities and experiences, but the underlying theme would be one of pride, anger, and a desire to regain control.

[miquellathekindone]

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"What are you doing?"

The young Empyrean's eyes slowly half-opened, even between the barrier that separated the dream world from reality, being greeted by a red mane watching him from above.

"'Tis not comfortable at all..." The voice said, again, and it only sounded like a blurred landscape in Miquella's mind. After so many sleepless nights, comfort was not his priority, but still the young man had to suppress the urge to whine like a little kitten, deciding to stir on the surface of the wooden throne. "Come on. Let us get you to a real bed."

Strong arms tried to slide under Miquella's body.

However, he tensed, clutching a hand on the arm of the throne as if he was able to flee from those arms that wished to pull him away from the only remaining memory of his brother.

Golden locks. Kind eyes.

The image of the last time he saw Godwyn would never again fade from the young Empyrean's mind. Godwyn had been a small ray of hope in a bleak world, his smile enough to forget what the pain of being rejected meant. His death had done nothing but tilt the scales in favor of the darkness, which was slowly beginning to close in on Miquella. In time, the darkness would eventually swallow him whole, and not even the branches of the Erdtree would repel the core of evil the young man felt deep within him. Feeding on the pain, growing more and more...

Only Godwyn's throne remained. For Miquella, it was enough.

"Do not be a brat. Come on, I know you are awake."

A large, warm hand rested on the young Empyrean's cheek, almost as if expecting him to open his eyes, but he closed his eyes tighter, stubbornly angry at the world.

The red-maned man sighed.

"...Alright. Alright." The man's tone of voice told Miquella that he had given up on taking him elsewhere. Before he could react, however, those arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him out of his small safe space. Miquella shrieked. "Aye, I know mice that squeak better than that. Come forth..."

Finally, the young Empyrean was face to face with his abductor.

Radahn.

"So you're awake."

Radahn looked as much like Radagon.

Miquella froze, held aloft by the man and studied carefully by his eyes as if he were a strange insect under a magnifying glass. After a few seconds in stony silence, his half-brother let out a deep sigh, before shifting his hold to cradle him against his chest.

"...She ought to know better than to allow her brats to roam this place."

Not a brat, the young Empyrean’s mind hissed.

"Let's seek thee a bed..."

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[astralis01]

Hello! Hello! Can I have a matchup? I would like a jjk matchup (how we met). Let’s start with the basic:

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I sometimes follow the rules and can be serious if I wish to be but normally I like to goof off and break rules, adrenaline rushing through my body is just a different feeling I can’t explain. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I’m not that good at describing personality but here are a few kins if it is helpful : Navier, Mikasa, Regulus Black, Annabeth, Shinobu, Shoko ( Jjk), Geto etc.

Looks: I’m slightly chubby and have a pear body shape. Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. My clothing always consists of a dress of some sort. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking, Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance , Name hunting, Pinterest and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Slow Walkers, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Coffee, Snow and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like.

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

I prefer males and use the pronouns She/her

I hope this is enough information

Oh yup, that was the info I needed. Thanks for the note down below!!

I pair you up with….

GETOU SUGURU!!

Even though your vibes kinda match with Nanami as well, I think you give more friend-kinda vibes. I would probably put the two of you together in the same year and you become fast friends.

Suguru and you bond over perhaps training cursed techniques and martial arts. Of course, the descent into falling into love is a little stranger. He slowly starts to keep chocolates in his pockets, even having some on his missions. He sometimes picks up flowers from the local shop down the mountain to give you some, all carefully arranged.

He even starts hunting down your favourite manga and anime in stores so that both of you have something common to chat over the meals.

Of course, this friends tease him a lot but he doesn’t seem to mind when he sees your smile.

Suguru sometimes sits in the communal kitchen, flipping through the pages of the latest novel that he had borrowed from you. Even though, almost all the plots seemed similar to nowadays, but all he had to see was the brightest grin from you and he’ll start again.

The fridge is now full of sweets, courtesy of both you and Satoru, and he doesn’t mind much, even indulging in them sometimes, even when he doesn’t have an overtly sweet tooth.

He hears your footsteps first, even before he hears you. He has learned how to distinguish between all of the others footsteps. You come tumbling in and then asked him, “Whatcha reading?"

You peek right above from his shoulder, your slight breathing sending shivers down his spine as he closed the book to show you the title.

“Oh, it’s the one that I lent you! How you liking it so far."

You placed yourself right beside him and he said, “It’s good, the characters are finally getting together, I think."

You smiled and said, “It’s a romance novel, darlin’ "

His heart stuttered in his ribs, your little quirk was gonna be the death of him someday. One day, he accidentally heard you call that to Haibara and for a moment he lost all his affection for his junior but the next moment you called that to Satoru and all his fears erased.

You, who would treat Satoru as a sibling would never date him.

“Do you think you could help me with the history of curses work,” he asked, knowing fully well that, coming from one of the major clans.

“Of course, could you show it to me?"

As he pulled it out, he noticed as you moved even closer, now with the pencil you had grabbed from his bag, thinking deeply. God, he really loved when your face pinched in when you worked.

As you explained, all he could imagine was the latest mission you had tagged along where you single-handedly wiped the floor with a semi first grade.

God, he was so whipped, wasn't he?

[theamityelf]

righting with Korekiyo and Angie

[ righting ] - sender does something to ‘right’ receiver; straightens their tie, sweeps their hair back into place, fixes a curl back into place, etc 

...

Okay, so this is weirdly melancholy, but it's where the prompt took my mind for some reason. Maybe I can try it again with a lighter tone later. At least I succeeded in keeping this one shorter than the Buma one!

...

Angie was humming.

Korekiyo could not imagine how. Just thinking of what had happened mere minutes ago, the maelstrom of insects which had assailed them all, sent tremors of disgust through him. And yet Angie appeared perfectly at ease. Humming on the way to her room.

He followed her through the halls.

She appeared perfectly at ease with that, too.

This aura of ease was not exactly infectious, but it provided a new color to the atmosphere which made it easier not to focus on the overstimulating nightmare which had just transpired.

Focusing on other people was very calming. People were so beautiful.

He listened to Angie's footsteps, her breathing, her humming. It was enough to listen. Better to listen right now than to talk, but they were nearing the dorms now and would soon have reason to separate, so he quietly cleared his throat.

"You didn't seem to mind the insects," he remarked.

"Angie is used to lots of bugs," she answered simply, turning (almost twirling) to face him, and seamlessly switching from walking forward to walking backwards. "At least most of them didn't bite. I'm sure my blood would make a tasty meal for the creepy crawlies, but there are way better uses for it!"

"Such as religious sacrifices, am I correct?"

"Kiyo is super smart. Sacrifices are one of the best, most sacred uses for blood! But we also shouldn't ignore the blood that stays in the body to keep us alive. That's an important gift, too." She nodded her head sagely.

With the movement, a dot of red on one of her ponytails that Korekiyo had subconsciously mistaken for a splatter of paint (as Angie often had small amounts of paint dried in her hair and speckled on her clothes and face) crawled up toward her bangs. A ladybug. There was a ladybug in her hair.

He had thought that all of the bugs were back in their cages. Were they on him, too?!

Somehow, they both stopped walking at the same time. Perhaps Angie sensed his distress enough to anticipate his pause. She was very in-tune with others' emotions. "Kiyo?" she queried.

He took a deep breath and removed the ladybug from her hair with one wrapped finger. He was relieved when it remained stationary on him and did not start crawling around.

"Oh," Angie said, smiling at the small insect as though it were something endearing, like a flower petal.

"They are considered good luck in many parts of the world," he said, drawing comfort from thoughts of cultural practices and beliefs. "Most likely because of their beneficial role in farming. But then, many insects are considered good luck in some parts of the world. For example, butterflies and spiders have been considered good luck in many regions. Superstitions, and their sources, can be truly fascinating."

"Your studies are so cool! It's like Kiyo has the whole world in his heart."

He was blushing under his mask, but also he really wanted this bug off of him.

She seemed to intuit this, too, for she collected it from his finger with her own and blew it into the air with puckered lips. The insect took wing and landed on a nearby wall. "Make a wish!"

"My only wish was just granted."

She giggled and resumed walking, slowly. Allowing space beside her for Korekiyo.

"At home, Angie liked to learn about other places," she said, the slightest tinge of wistfulness dampening her cheer. "Now, it feels like it would be nice to be home. But that's Monokuma's nasty temptation, you know. Our new home can be a paradise, too. If we do our best."

Her smile did not wobble, as she applied her platitudes like a layer of paint over her clear homesickness. Korekiyo wondered if she smiled as soon as she woke up in the morning, or just when she walked out of her room. He wondered if she smiled in her sleep.

"You believe Monokuma will allow that?"

"I believe Monokuma is smaller than God. And God wants us to be happy here."

"The circumstances seem to suggest that God wants us to die here. But you believe differently. Are you of the belief that this is some manner of test?"

She took a moment to ponder his question and then thoughtfully said, "God's too sleepy to answer questions right now. But I'll give Him your message in the morning. Right now, I want to hear more superstitions about ladybugs! Angie loves stories."

He continued to rattle off things he knew about beetles and their significance to different cultures. The information became less relevant to ladybugs specifically, but Angie still appeared fascinated.

But shortly, they reached the dorms, and the rambling had to draw to a close. Angie seemed about to reach for her bedroom door, but then instead she reached toward Korekiyo and gently collected something from his shoulder: another ladybug.

"She followed us," she said with a smile. "Maybe that means we'll have super good luck."

"Only if we're concerned that aphids will set upon our crops."

Angie yawned. "Goodnight, Kiyo," she said. "Sleep tight. Don't let the bedbugs bite!"

The aura of misguided positivity dwindled steeply as soon as the door was closed behind her. Korekiyo stood there for a moment, taking in how cold and silent everything was. He could see the light seeping out from under Angie's door, and the shadows that moved with her, proving that she was alive in there.

Her beliefs did not seem to give her much leeway for human things, like grief and fear. Those feelings would have to go somewhere. He wondered if she would murder. Skimming his fingertips idly over her door, he considered the possibility. He believed...not. He believed that if and when Angie did snap, she would take the path of least resistance, as far as her own moral inhibitions. Murder would be too difficult a path to justify. But he wasn't a psychologist.

A ladybug crawled along the door, a few centimeters above his hand.

Slowly, he returned to his room.

And hastily, he tore off his clothes and showered, searching for any remaining bugs.

[fourtyfourcatss]

Hi! Hi! I saw your message about the inbox that you had requested and am willing to do the matchups! For my fandom, I would like a Demon Slayer and Percy Jackson matchup just like how you requested. Let’s start with the basic:

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I sometimes follow the rules and can be serious if I wish to be but normally I like to goof off and break rules, adrenaline rushing through my body is just a different feeling I can’t explain. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I’m not that good at describing personality but here are a few kins if it is helpful : Navier, Mikasa, Regulus Black, Annabeth, Shinobu, Shoko ( Jjk), Geto etc.

Looks: I’m slightly chubby and have a pear body shape. Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. My clothing always consists of a dress of some sort. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking, Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance , Name hunting, Pinterest and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Slow Walkers, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Coffee, Snow and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like.

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

I hope this is enough information and I am soon starting your matchup too.

-> giyuu tomioka

✤ “stay a bit longer” running in the rain together, umbrella in hand, forgetting about the weather, too consumed in the sweetness of each other’s company.

✤ have you realized how bright a person you are? not only that; your values, how your eyes are when the sun lights them — giyu is lightly attracted by your first appearance in his eyes. the other hashiras saw his noticeable interest lingering on you - he was a pretty obvious guy contrary to his own exterior.

✤ you’re going to have to be the one to break his shell, and break it you do. its the type of love that builds up with time on sturdy foundations; charming him with little actions.

✤ how is your relationship? calm, but exciting. is that a contraction? perhaps. i’d expect the two of you to someday meet at the same place over and over again, basking in each other’s presence. it would be a sunset during late spring where the wind is still warm, and holding hands despite that.

✤ here is the thing; he isnt into physical touch at all. but then you grew on him. have fun dragging this giant teddy bear around now. hes so attention and touch starved he’ll be clinging to you whenever you allow him to.

✤ leaning down to land a kiss on your temple. sleeping in bed together. you’re watching shows: he’s watching you.

✤ well, you do anything and he’s sort of watching you. he’s just curious what you’re doing all the time.

✤ honestly he just likes everything you do girl 🙏🙏 down tremendously bad. he’s the type to fall first, then you fall, then he falls even harder. what a loser /j

✤ 10/10 comfortable and healthy relationship

ok its not because you kin annabeth. you actually seem cute together.

✤ to be fair, you already know how he is in love. here’s whats different: your dynamics with each other

✤ bickering. like, good bickering. no shade on the novel, but its, its really bland sometimes. HoO threw romantic quality of relationships out the roof. the loyalty is shown, sure. but you have the superior dynamic.

✤ overthinker x overly dramatic. elusive, inner chaotic x smartass. percy is eccentric, like off the walls sometimes, and you seem like that one person who gets a critical hit by his personality and grow a Weakness to his presence

[noroi1000]

Hello! Hello! Can I have matchup if it’s open?

I would like a Jjk male matchup. Let’s start with the basic:

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I sometimes follow the rules and can be serious if I wish to be but normally I like to goof off and break rules, adrenaline rushing through my body is just a different feeling I can’t explain. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I’m not that good at describing personality but here are a few kins if it is helpful : Navier, Mikasa, Regulus Black, Annabeth, Shinobu, Shoko ( Jjk), Geto etc.

Looks: I’m slightly chubby and have a pear body shape. Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. My clothing always consists of a dress of some sort. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking, Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance , Name hunting, Pinterest and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Slow Walkers, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Coffee, Snow and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like.

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

I hope this is enough information

Sorry you had to wait so long! I had it in the editing queue and completely forgot because I had your matchup in another note.

I think your matchup is Itadori Yuji

I chose you a boy with a sunny smile.

Not everyone has to be the same for someone to fit together. Just like your case. You are not identical, but you have something in common.

Yuji calls himself stupid. But his wisdom is also demonstrated in other ways, not only as intelligence on basic topics. He is intelligent and strong. But he keeps telling himself he's stupid. He would like to constantly put others above him. He cares about someone more than himself. This is where his social intelligence shows. Seeing that someone deserves help. Seeing that only he can help in some way. And coming up with an idea so that no one gets hurt.

For some time he had clearly known that there was death and life. He didn't paint life as the most beautiful and perfect. There is everything in the world that people would not want. He became a positive realist. Life is cruel and you can't pretend otherwise. But you should focus on what can make you smile, right?

It cannot be denied that he is a sociable person and tries to establish a common language with everyone who is closer to him. He never wanted enemies. But he doesn't like people who are fake and mean. But they are part of the real world. Wanting to lead a carefree life and not have to look at the horrors, he cannot forget about everything that ensures safety and happiness. Rules can be broken. If these are the rules that make you unhappy. If you're safe even if you break it, what do you have to worry about? The most important thing is that nothing bad will happen.

He will do everything necessary to make his loved one smile.

Yuji doesn't like idleness or anything slow. He has so much energy that cannot be exhausted. Anyone could be tired or bored. But he still doesn't lose his energy and will run around like a playful puppy. That's why whenever you want some wild experience that will make your heart beat so fast, you can count on him to go with you. First of all, he will go with you so that you don't go alone. Secondly, he will go with you to know that you are safe and sound and will return home. Third, he will go with you to have some fun.

When it comes to volume, he can be really loud. But you can turn his volume knob to make him quieter. Once he senses that you don't feel comfortable with loud sounds, he will turn it down as much as you want.

As I mentioned, he has a lot of energy. With it you won't be bored, and there won't be anything monotonous and slow. Perhaps he will want to have a little competition with you? But knowing your passion for winning and being the best, he will definitely let you win just to see your smile. He could pretend to be the person with the worst results just to keep you happy.

He is addicted to everything you like. He likes almost everything. There is nothing he hates. He will adapt to any food and activity. He is so flexible in the relationship that he can be anything.

Best friend and beloved.

His favorite love is certainly spending time together and touching.

[chaoticcreatorgardendean]

The peaceful black night sky was covered with hundreds of gleaming stars,and a single point of light was moving quickly between them. At first it looked like a dot, no bigger than any other star,but then it seemed to grow larger as it moved closer and closer towards the Earth. It picked up speed as it disappeared behind the moon,flew out from the other side and then plunged into the atmosphere.

It left a long trail of smoke behind as it hurtled across the sky,down to the planet's surface.

It screeched loudly past a snow-covered mountain and a dark green forest,lightning up the trees as it went. It flew lower before landing in a deafening boom. Trees were thrown aside and the object carved a long,muddy trench into the ground as it shuddered to a halt landing on a remote part of the northern United States.

The object in question was sleek and metallic, and it smoked gently in the cold air of the night. It had landed a long way from any towns,so there was no one around to hear the low hum of what sounded like a engine deep inside. There was no one around to hear the whirring of a small ramp descending from the base of the ship to the forest floor. And there was no one around to hear the tip-tap of metal feet as something nasty scuttled down the ramp and disappeared into the night... The silhouette stopped for a moment to gaze at the sight of this brand new world she has just arrived in.

"Ah,a brand new place,how perfect... An opportunity to prowl in the wild again, what more could a girl ask?". The silhouette whispered in delight,as she walked near two trees,sheathed her blades and grazed them onto the tree trunks to verify their sharpness, satisfied to see them leaving marks,she then proceeded to walk deeper into the woods with one clear motive on her mind.

The next day, Arcee, Jack and Edelgard who was above a tree whereas the duo were walking through the forest,unware of the events of the previous evening. The air was thick with bugs.

Jack Darby was a fifteen-year-old boy with slick black hair and a friendly face. A few months ago he'd been just a regular kid with a part-time job in a drive-thru restaurant. Then one day he had sat on what he thought was a regular motorbike, only to discover it was actually an Autobot disguised in vehicle mode. Since that day he had been on many adventures with Arcee, but he still felt like he was being treated as someone who needed to be protected rather than as a partner. He wanted to be thought of as a real member of their team!

So when Arcee had asked Jack to come on a 'routine recon' mission, he'd jumped at the chance. Now, as he swatted at several mosquitoes, he was starting to regret it.

"I really wish I'd packed some insect repellent," he complained.

Arcee didn't react. She was walking a short distance ahead, pushing on through the undergrowth of the forest with a determined look on her face. Jack caught up with her as she stopped to check her hand-held scanner. She was using it to search for Energon, the blue crystals of fuel that she and her Autobot friends used as a power source, lifeblood and main source of nutrition. She studied the scanner for a moment with her shining blue and pink optics, before carrying onwards.

Jack squished yet another mosquito onto his forearm and followed. "The mosquitoes out here are the size of vampire bats, and they drink just about as much blood!" 

Panting as he kept trying to hit the blood draining bug, Edelgard above them just shook her head in annoyance due to his lack of complaints and refusal to practice adaptation in this forestial territory, she then shifted her focus into gazing ahead on the environment.

Arcee looked down at him." You're quite the outdoors man kind of guy, aren't you, Jack?" she said with a smile.

"You wouldn't be making fun of my survival kit, would you?"Jack shot back jokingly.

"Maybe" Arcee teased back in a similar tone, as she tilted her head and shrugged with her index and middle digits, her amusing smile never leaving her mouthplate.

"I may not have sting-proof metal skin, but I can use my multi-function pocket knife and fire-starter to cook up some freeze-dried macaroni and cheese." Jack patted his Black Fanny bag proudly, and then unziped it to get a specific item he meant to show to his guardian, he held out his pocket knife for Arcee to look at, spreading it open to show the various tools it contained.She looked unimpressed though,before she could answer him, a voice from above cut her off.

"About high time you stopped frining, Johnny Complaints, if you can come up with a loads of narking and moaning like that you must be fine, because everything after mosquito is blah,blah, blah"  Edelgard responded having enough of his whining over a mosquito as the duo looked a said girl who was leaning against the tree wearing her hooded black coat.

"Need I remind you that before people had technology they were Tribesfolk? Yet, despite the lack of contraptions, they made it through just fine even without machinery, for they compensated it with blood, sweat and tears that have been shown in their rigorous daily training that developed their skills, perceptions, innovation and adaptation for survival in a savage world, if you can not handle a feeble mosquito then you have no chance at all in these woods , unlike Buck from Call of The Wild" Edelgard finished her statement in a matter of factly manner, as she had enough to see people going soft because of never learning to leave their comfort zone. 

Edelgard was a mysterious girl that Jack accidentally met the very same day he met Arcee in her motorcycle form, he bumped into her trying to get away from the chasing Vehicons and Arcee herself after she threatened him to not reveal that she can talk and drive on her own, ever since that she has resented him for involving her into a warfare between two faction from the same species that could possibly make her life nothing short of constraints and danger, she never shown once a sign of friendliness or trust toward him and the others, which made it difficult for them to guess what she will do next, but has come aware about two things about her... That she had powers, and that she was amnesiac to the point of remembering one thing... Her name and last name which said last name she never told anyone except two, but those two were outside of that circle in which she wished she get out of it.

She also warned the quartet of Jack, Miko, Raf and Sierra that if the Autobots knew about her two secrets she will cut off their tongues, so they decided to comply, until Miko accidentally let the cat out of the bag about her secrets ,which made her ten times more guarded than before refusing to say anything about herself and often giving everyone the cold shoulder, but deep down he knew she wasn't like that.

He had witnessed time and again how despite being indifferent to everyone she protected them, he recalled when one of Soundwave's tentacles was about to swing an ax on them, she stepped in and saved them resulting her in being thrusted harshly to a wall, helping them patch the Autobots from their Scraplet injuries and the defrost process of Optimus and Arcee, her taking a risk by saving a Scraplet from being blasted after seeing that it has been reprogramed into not feeding on living Cybertronians, only metal alloys that meet his consumption requirements, trying to save Miko from being crushed by Makeshift whom she suspected that he was posing for Wheeljack, but unfortunately got caught with her, yet managed to hatch a plan to save them both, fighting MECH operatives to protect the DINGUS, trying to stop a Locomotive by herself, going on her own to back Bulkhead during his solo attempt to retrieve the Energon Harvestor and recently but most shockingly managing to tame a Predacon that was hiding in the Omega One Outpost which was secretly consuming Energon without the Autobots notice until they figured out who is the real culprit, these  exploits alone have shown Jack that Edelgard was capable of courage, ingenuity, kindness, cooperation and compassion, yet only regresses herself never giving away a single personal detail of her life, for the only thing that would come out of her mouth is either a sassy, snarky and sharply witty remarks and sarcastic bits or a straight talk hard truth that no one can argue about it being wrong, but when he and Sierra went to race against Vince for a round 2 secretly from Optimus and Arcee with Bumblebee as his substitute because Vince threatened to hurt Raf, Edelgard was with them refusing to tell her reason, till she saw the punch for his stomach, as he and Sierra figured out that must have been said reason to come, hopefully one day he wishes that she can at least trust them even a little to better understand what kind of person she is underneath the aloof and frigid exterior.

"Seriously? Must you challenge anyone?" Arcee asked annoyed as she stared where the dark blond was standing at the tree branch.

"Where I come from that is how you survive, you would not ask me that if you were in my position, which I highly doubt you would" Edelgard countered as she stood up straight stepping in front.

"Aren't you a bit scared that you might fall? I mean it's pretty high up there from where you stand" Jack inquired worriedly at how the tan skinned girl isn't afraid of falling off a tree, also wanting to cut the tension between his guardian and her afraid that it would escalate to a long dispute.

"Well, unlike you Mr. Survival Kit I have no problem adjusting, whether it is the heat of a scorching desert, the height of a tree, the pouring rain, the draftiness and humidity of a cave or forest, the biting of poisonous insects and animals, I learned how to adapt like a true surviving nomad" Edelgard responded plainly as she kept her gaze onward not looking at them in the eyes or optics.

"I do not afford wasting time socialising, I would rather focus at the task at hand, because the more I stay here the more I feel the mere presence of both of you alone which is no picnic for me, and no need to come to my rescue I have a rifle and a dagger in which I can use to defend myself because relying on 'Miss Ditcher' here to protect me would be a let down". Edelgard finished as her eyes where flickering on the horizon, but her last words made Arcee groan and roll her eyes about her all familiar attitude.

For the past few weeks, Arcee put up with Edelgard's attitude for Jack's' sake. She did not hate the girl nor did she her either,due to the lack of trust she has in all of them.

However, Arcee had to put up with it, she did it only not just because of Jack, but for her own personal reason, doing it out of respect to a fellow warrior. She had not been blind to the human's actions during their first encounter. Despite the differences in physiology the young maiden had fought off MECH agents by herself, even though said agents were trained to kill on site should they encounter an obstacle, yet she used whatever resources she had to try stopping them from getting the 'DINGUS', not to mention attempting cease the train on her own before Optimus showed up and finished what she started, what also surprised her is how she managed to tame a Predacon, even though she wasn't born at the age where they existed on her home planet on Cybertron she knew from stories that they were predators that would eat any unfortunate Cybertronians in site, just like how most of their folktales end, but now here on earth she witnessed one, and is living with one in her home in the Outpost, this exploit alone made her know that Edelgard was much more different than her yet had her own hidden talents that she keeps to herself, she too managed to turn one of the most dangerous vermin into a none threatening companion whom she keeps close at all times.

During the war on Cybertron, Arcee had learned from experience that a fight was most often a way to tell you about someone because behavior in a combat situation is unpredictable. She worked with many Autobots in combat but few were considered her equal except one, it was watching the way they fight that allowed her to understand what kind of character a bot possessed, she benefited also from this experience when she was once a police officer working for Prowl and occasionally would partner up with fellow Cybertronian motorcycle now Autobot Flareup whom she considered her like a sister before both went their separate ways during the war, she has seen Bots with much more fighting experience and Decepticons capable of using multiple tactics, but met different personalities some serious, some lighthearted but faced harsh realities, some intelligent like Ratchet, when he fixed her arm after it was shot off by Breakdown when she first arrived on Earth with Cliffjumper, but luckily she found kinship and a new reason to fight for the cause no matter what. 

Arcee had learned that Edelgard was one of the few humans who had courage to stand in the face of fear despite the unfairness of the odds that are stacked against her. That was what a true warrior was even if she and Edelgard didn't want to get along.

Jack could practically feel the intense tension between the two, ever since Arcee went out to patrol with Bumblebee when she was actually ordered to stay and watch over them by Optimus,instead of following his instructions she in Edelgard’s eyes ditched them in favours of acting on what she wants rather than doing what she was told to do which made the dark blond record her words to use them against her later on which she did when Optimus scolded Bulkhead, while he and Edelgard do not see eye to eye he to himself at least admitted that she was right, Arcee leaving caused them to not only being discovered by Agent Fowler and him tortured through Energon electrocution during interrogating him in the Brig by Starscream, but also involving Raf whom he consideres like a younger brother was put in danger in which he was fortunate enough to survive because of Miko's desire to see an Autobot and Decepticon fight, Sierra too whom she has seen action with them knows very well the repercussions of giant robots fighting, while he is grateful that he can still live and see his mother again so are his friends with their families, he understood how deep the war was and how one little mistake done by unnecessary risks can endanger one's life as he learned that the hard way when he raced against Vince to impress Sierra, it was because of the Fowler and many more incidents that made Edelgard refuse to come to base unless she does by her own reasons and also to have an Autobot act as a guardian to her because she doubts their word and their actions to be faithful it is no small wonder she is a close door, but while Optimus himself chose to become her guardian against her protests, wishes and choices, Jack hoped that the Autobot Commander might be the one to convince her that the Autobots are truly genuine in their desire to protect their planet and how honest they are when it comes to care about not only their well being but also themselves.

His mind wandered to what happened earlier at the base before they left for their 'recon routine'

1 hour earlier before leaving for North America.​

​​​​Jack was enjoying another round of playing the racing video game that Raf got them as he was trying to beat Miko because last time he did, the game got interrupted by power failure which wiped out his score, but this time he is going to win. 

Raf, Sierra, Bumblebee, Bulkhead minus Arcee were cheering on both of them to win, whereas Ratchet in the monitors was just mumbling to himself about the amount of noise they are making. 

Edelgard on the other hand was on the floor with Sparkplug her Scraplet beside her and their newest friend Bellatrix Leola was sitting next to her staring intently at the booklet her friend is reading, which was Charles Perrault's stories, but the one she currently reads was 'Les Aventures de Finette', 'The Adventure of Finette' in french in which tells about a young princess who finds herself in all different kinds of troubles yet her sharp wit was able to get her out of these problems with ease by relying on her cleverness. 

Roaring engines could be heard at the base entrance and exit route coming closer as they did, it revealed Optimus and Ironhide coming back from a routine patrol in Jasper, Nevada, transforming into their bipedal forms, they walked towards Ratchet ​​​​​

Check it out @blade-liger-4ever @vitamaeternum @mk-wizard what do you think?

[sharperthewriter]

Chapter 30 of Roneo and Kimliet

Chapter 30

(Feb. 15, 2006, 5:28pm)

Kim and the rest of the Drama class group came off the stage. She led the walk up to the Glee Three, whom were sitting in the front row.

"So how did we do?" she asked.

Laramie huffed, "Meh, a small improvement, Possible."

"More like a B-minus!" Cara retorted.

Vance added, "That dance scene was so awful that it would make the 'Breakdancing for B-List Actor' show look like a professional ballet company!"

"Don't you even remember, Possible..." Cara reminded Kim, "...that every single thing must be perfect for the night of the performance, even if it takes us weeks to do it!"

"Look, I'm no fortune-teller or whatever, but you cannot predict that everything is going to swimmingly for this play!" Kim insisted, " What if someone gets sick or if there is a loose nail in the background? There are a multitude of sitches that can go wrong!"

"We have the credentials to back it up." Vance replied smugly. "We've done Our Town, King Lear, To Kill A Mockingbird, and a whole host of other plays that would take us all night to list in our lives. And each one of them was perfect down to the smallest detail."

"I wish if we had more time arguing about this..." Kim sneered, "...but I've got more...family matters...to tend to." She was talking about the upcoming vacation to Nebraska to see her mom's parents.

"Okay, people!" Barkin exclaimed, "Now that we are done with Act I, we are going to do the first three scenes from Act II tomorrow. I expect everyone to be in the main auditorium tomorrow at 4pm sharp."

Kim sighed, "Great...more painful practice..."

"You know, KP, there is an old saying. 'No pain, no gain'!" Ron insisted.

"Ron, can you please not make it more complicated than it is?" Kim asked before hearing a voice from the seats.

"Hey, Kim! Glad that I came along!"

Kim then turned to the rows of seats and did see a familiar face, the only one rather, aside from Barkin and the students.

It was Professor Acitas. She subsituted her scientist outfit for a blouse and jeans.

"Professor, what are you doing here?" Kim asked, "Shouldn't you be with Professor Acuna?"

Acitas replied with a smile "Oh yes, he indeed is here. We just wanted to catch a break in-between insect conferences from Europe to here in the US, so, being a minor in Shakespeare studies, I stumbled upon your Romeo and Juliet play and...here I am."

"What about Acuna?" Ron asked.

"You know him!" Acitas giggled, "He's studying the insects that reside within the walls of Middleton High!"

"Ewww..." Ron insisted, "I hope he doesn't study the mystery meat."

"Getting back to the topic at hand..." Acitas asked, "...has there been any update on the insect helmet?"

"Sadly, we have very little to go on." Kim said, putting her hands in her overall pockets, "Drakken and Shego are definitely not the ones behind the theft. So that would leave us with either Killigan who, again, stole the device before or Professor Dementor. Or maybe it could be some super villain who we haven't even faced off before."

"I hope if you two could find it soon." Acitas sighed. "That device would be devastating if it were to fall into the wrong hands."

(6:18pm)

Kim and Ron got a ride to the Possible house with the help of Monique's mom.

"Well, guess I'll try and pack up for the weekend to get to Nebraska to visit Mom's 'rents as well as study some of the lines from Act II." Kim replied. "What about you, Ron?"

"I'm gonna do the same as well, KP." Ron insisted. "Rufus seems to be set."

Rufus held up a little briefcase and squeaked, "Packed!"

"Okay..." Kim replied with a shrug of her shoulders, "...so what are we gonna do about dinner?"

"Well, there's either Mom's tuna casserole or..." Ron said before he anticipated what Kim was going to say.

"Bueno Nacho?" Kim guessed.

"You read my mind, KP!" Ron said with a laugh. "I would rather feed that to the cat lady who lives next door rather than eat it myself."

Kim entered through the door.

"Hey, Kimmie-cub!" James said with a smile.

"How was your day at school?" Ann asked.

The parents were in their usual work outfits.

The two of them were starting to pack up for the weekend trip to Nebraska, judging from the suitcases at the master bedroom upstairs.

"It was spankin', Mom. We did manage to get through Act I of Romeo and Juliet today." Kim replied.

"What about Ronald?" James then inquired.

"Ron managed to get through it okay. He stuttered on a few lines, though." Kim replied. She did not want to tell the news of her kiss with Ron for fear that it would seep to the Tweebs.

Kim then noticed the suitcases upstairs.

"So, Mom, where's my suitcase?" she then asked.

"It should be in the closet at the end of the hallway, where your brothers' suitcases are." Ann replied.

Kim headed upstairs and did find her luggage exactly where Ann pointed out.

"I'll try and start packing up." she said as she was carrying the suitcase up the stairs to her room.

However, Jim and Tim then emerged from their bedroom with a remote control car.

Kim raised her eyebrow with suspicion.

"What do you want this time, Tweebs?"

"We were going to the backyard to see if..." Jim began.

"...our remote control car would fly, given the..." Tim then added the middle to the sentence.

"...changes we made to it." Jim then finished it up.

"You know, finishing each other's sentences is really freaky." Kim said, "Now, if you don't mind, we're going to have to pack up for Mom's 'rents this weekend."

"Whatever, we won't start packing..." Jim began the reply.

"...until tomorrow." Tim finished.

Kim motioned her eyes to them.

"You'd better not damage anything outside." she warned.

Jim and Tim went downstairs with the RC car while Kim climbed the final few steps to her bedroom, suitcase in hand.

Kim laid out the four pairs of Club Banana baggy overalls on her bed that she planned to wear. Two were dark denim, the third was railroad stripe, and the fourth one was khaki, similar to what she was currently wearing. Since she had 20 pairs of overalls to choose from (of which more than half were dark denim), she decided to go with a little bit of variety.

"Alright, now that I organized them, I'll have to choose the tops next." Kim said to herself, "Since Nebraska's gonna be cold this time of the year, I'll go with the long sleeved tops. Maybe add a coat to it to keep myself warm."

She then looked at the railroad stripe overalls, which usually served as a go-to for babysitting duties. However, the right strap clasp was bent a little from a babysitting gig she did a month ago, and thus was prone to slipping off the button. Kim normally alleviated this by going the one-strap route.

Kim went through her drawers to accessorize the outfits before leaving with her family to head to Bueno Nacho to meet with Ron.

(7:30pm)

Ashley A, along with Ashley B, Hope, and Amanda, arrived at the garage over at the Rockwaller house. Aside from Ashley A doing up one of the overall straps earlier, none of the other girls made changes to their bib-down overalls.

"Can you try and call her to see if Bonnie's home?" Hope asked.

"She texted me 15 minutes ago and said that she was finishing up ballet practice." Amanda replied. Bonnie usually had ballet practice once a week on Wednesdays. "She should be at the house soon."

Veronica then opened the front door.

"Why, hello, girls! Would you like to come in? It's getting a bit cold outside." she asked.

"Sure thing, Mrs. Rockwaller." Ashley B replied with a smile. The girls went inside the Rockwaller house.

"Would you like anything to eat or drink?" Veronica asked.

"Yeah, some cookies and milk would be good." Ashley A replied, "Since Ashley T isn't here, of course."

The other girls followed behind Veronica into the house.

"Is there anyone else here?" Hope asked.

"Just Jonnie." Veronica replied, referring to the youngest member of the Rockwaller family. "Donnie's at the station right now and Connie and Lonnie are out of town."

Veronica then heard another motor from the thick walls of the house.

"That must be Bonnie!" she giggled while putting the plate of cookies and pitcher of milk on the kitchen table.

"How did you know?" Amanda asked.

"Let's just say us mothers have a sixth sense about things!" Veronica said with a smile.

Bonnie came through the front door, exhausted. The only change she made to the undone overall outfit was that she was not exposing the rim of her CB boxers. She was holding a large tote bag containing her ballet costume. The brunette quickly collapsed on the couch.

"Aww...did Bonnie have a hard day at ballet?" Veronica questioned.

"Don't even ask, Mother." Bonnie muttered. "Stupid ballet teacher kept us there longer than normal."

"You do have some company." Veronica giggled, "Some of your friends are here!"

Bonnie's exhausted look turned to that of glee.

"Where are they?"

"In the kitchen. I gave them some freshly-baked cookies from the oven and milk."

"I could go for some right now."

Bonnie went into the kitchen and saw the four girls there, eating the cookies.

"Hey, my girls. I thought you would come a bit later than usual." she said.

"We decided to arrive a bit earlier, hoping you would be here." Ashley B replied.

"Yeah. We got a few...important matters...to tend to." Ashley A insisted, winking at Bonnie.

Bonnie then remembered what she meant earlier, "Oh right, I know what you mean!"

Veronica giggled, "You girls go ahead and talk about cute boys and fashion! I'll be in the master bedroom waiting for Donnie!" She headed towards the hallway.

Seeing that the coast was clear, Bonnie said to the other girls. "Head to my bedroom after you finish the cookies."

The other girls nodded their heads in agreement.

[rezqwr]

Hi! Hi! I saw your message about the inbox that you had requested and am willing to do the matchups! For my fandom, I would like a Jjk matchup just like how you requested. Let’s start with the basic:

Pronouns: she /her

Preferably a male?

Personality: I am an INTJ Slytherclaw, Aquarius and a Type 6 when it comes to anagrams. I am a huge overthinker and stress a lot with anxiety. People tell me that I can be blunt which results in people thinking that I can be cold but in reality I try to be a kind person when it is needed. I am a realist and many consider me to be intelligent, often asking me to help with their work. I’m incredibly passionate about things I like to do and have a thirst to know everyone’s opinions as I feel that if someone is left out. I’m a creative person but sometimes my brain just goes blank, I hate when it does. I sometimes follow the rules and can be serious if I wish to be but normally I like to goof off and break rules, adrenaline rushing through my body is just a different feeling I can’t explain. I have a really dry sense of humour that usually is a mix of sarcasm, fandom jokes or self degrading jokes. I’m not that good at describing personality but here are a few kins if it is helpful : Navier, Mikasa, Regulus Black, Annabeth, Shinobu, Shoko ( Jjk), etc.

Looks: I’m slightly chubby and have a pear body shape. Upon seeing me, many people point out my eyes which are hazel with slight flecks of many colours such as green and amber being the prominent ones. I have a button nose and thin heart shaped lips. My face is round and my eye shape is almond. I am approximately 5’3. Two small moles are fixated on my right cheek and underneath my lip. My clothing style tends to be anything comfortable and classy. I prefer to wear black and colours that are darker, you will never find me wearing orange or neon colours. My clothing always consists of a dress of some sort. 

Likes: Chocolate, Anime, Reading, Drawing, Strawberries, Smell of Rain, Sleeping, Being the Best, Baking, Daydreaming, Murder Mysteries, Romance , Name hunting, Pinterest and Flower Languages.

Dislike: Loud noises, Jerks, Slow Walkers, Insects, Studying, Fake People, Self-pity, Getting below 90% in a test, Coffee, Snow and the feeling where your brain is blank and can’t tell what you feel like.

Love Language: Physical Touch and Quality Time

I hope this is enough information.

i match you with…

yuuta okkotsu!

okay first of all i feel like your energies would work really well together! you tend to be a bit more blunt, whereas he would tiptoe around the subject

he would love your creative side! even when you get a bit of a block, he would always try to either inspire you with stories, or try to get your mind off of what’s upsetting you

you would’ve made him feel welcomed when he first arrived at jujutsu high, including him in conversations & trying to gauge his perspective

he absolutely would have been blushing the whole times and barely could have made eye contact ahejdhejej

he knows that you don’t like bugs, so he would always take them outside, even when you’re insisting that he kills them

i feel like you’d be really good friends with maki, too! you give me strong maki vibes, so i feel like you two would really get along

honestly all of the second years, panda would give you piggy back rides & inumaki would joke around with you all of the time

in your first year, it would have been so obvious that yuuta had a crush on you (which may or may not have caused some problems with rika; maki is totally rallying for you and has threatened to exorcise her on the dl)

he would learn flower language for you and start giving you them as a way of flirting before you got together

he also proceeds to send your flowers when he’s abroad in second year!

you & yuuta have baking dates & he loves making chocolate covered strawberries with you!!! he would try to draw your face on the strawberry!! it was a really bad drawing, but it’s the thought that counts!!!!

he knows that you don’t need it but i feel like he would be so protective over you?? especially after shibuya, he always has an arm around you/is touching you in some way 😭

nobara absolutely idolizes you & your style, she wants you to take her shopping on off days

overall, you fit in very well with everyone & you’ve stolen yuuta’s heart (he has no intention of trying to get it back)